Invisibility

Making progress on the spare room, at the expense of the back porch. Got a lock for it, since it's rather open to an easy break in. So, before I lock it, I check for cats, who love the space.



Moby, are you out here?

"(you can't see me.)"


"Quit lookin' at me, you CAN'T see me!"



okayyy...

Further work on the former meth house. Stripping it to the bricks. We could tell the roof was terrible, but it's even worse than it looked. Like they'll have to rebuild it, maybe all of it. By the end of the day, it was down to the (rotted) bare rafters. We just hope that whoever bought it has the money to complete the job. Wondering if it will still be a duplex at the end of the process.