tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66303307654999055592024-02-22T12:09:06.015-08:00Xtreme DIY Girl Writes AgainThis is the blog that I'm writing to share the process of building my house. I'd love to get any kind of feed-back, hits advice, pats on the back... I'd also love to know if my project has encouraged any one in any way!Cindy Mallalieuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09208552185310500235noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630330765499905559.post-65217769535632577722015-10-24T15:37:00.000-07:002015-10-24T15:37:02.872-07:00Starting Over Again, AgainOk!!! I'm looking at this blank "page" in the middle of my screen and suddenly, I got nuthin'!<br />
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I love to write, once I get started. Getting started is intimidating. Here goes...<br />
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Since "I quit my job." sounds so loser-ish, I have decided to say, as one of friends counseled me, "I am no longer working for someone else.." Work on my house had pretty much come to a standstill, before the big overtime push came. And that push threatened to last for 6 months or more. So I said, "No, thank you."<br />
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I worked out a week's notice, and amid handshakes, a couple of hugs and a few tears on my part, I drove off at the end of my shift on Friday. I unplugged my alarm clock and packed it away and put my wedding ring back on. I will now be doing art, writing and working on my house.<br />
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So, today, being Day #1, I began the slow process of sorting out my stuff and getting organized. I started out putting all the tools I brought home from work away. I had no idea I had taken so many tools to work. I brought them home over 4 days, but never had time to do anything more with them, but pile them up in the kitchen. This led me to trying to make some sense of the garage, and the 'Toy Room'. (We call it the Toy Room because my husband collects toys and the lion's share of this room is his. At least in theory...)<br />
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The Garage isn't the little two-car affair most suburbanites have attached to the side of their house. First of all, it's a good ways up from the house, 20 or 30 yards, maybe. Second, it's 30' X 50' and slam packed with stuff. Half of this building also belongs to my husband. (Again, at least in theory...) I have my "Studio" in there. Wood working equipment, MIG welder, ceramic kiln, etc. And all kinds of... Well... Stuff. Salvaged materials, odd parts, hardware... Stuff! And I do cool work in there.<br />
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I call it The Studio at Wannabee Manor. Over the next few weeks, I will begin to offer my work for sale on my Facebook page. Please, check it out, and "Like" it.<br />
<a href="https://www.facebook.com/WannabeeStudio">https://www.facebook.com/WannabeeStudio</a>Cindy Mallalieuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09208552185310500235noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630330765499905559.post-32979221635233767362015-02-20T14:39:00.000-08:002015-02-20T14:40:34.552-08:00Winter Weather Floor Tile Vacation<div dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;">
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<br /><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Now, a year later, we’re mostly pretty snug. The insulation, which goes on the outside of the house, in the form of Styrofoam between the block and the brick isn’t all installed, since the brick isn’t all done. There are still a few places around the ceiling that aren’t sealed up, but we’re doing it!!!!!!!!!!</span>Cindy Mallalieuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09208552185310500235noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630330765499905559.post-7965933021231590642015-02-06T12:31:00.001-08:002015-02-06T12:31:30.995-08:00Hey.... Is anyone out there?<br />
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I'm going to try to start blogging again. I've been trying to get past the thinking stage of getting my book written, and as a way to get going on that, I've been compiling my old blogs. <br />
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Am I going anywhere with this???<br />
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Well, I don't know. My old blogs had so much of the day-to-day of getting my house built. Now we've been living in the house for over a year, and there's still so much to do. And what's next anyway? My vision has always been to write my book (about building my house) and do art. Circumstances have dragged me into a different path. And to be honest, it's not the path I want to take. So, to continue the metaphor, I'm trying to find a cut-off or a switch-back that leads back in the direction I want to go.<br />
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Step one has to be to get back to writing. Not just whining in my journal, really writing!!!<br />
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And then there's the Art part of this vision. I gotta quit being so chicken-shit!!!! I gotta do some work and get it out there. Sadly, chicken-shit is quite comfortable. I'm hoping by The "Holiday Shopping Season" this year, I'll have some cool stuff available and a venue to sell from.<br />
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If anybody's still out there, let me know.<br />
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HUGGGGGZZZZZZZZ!!!!!!!!!!!<br />
<br />Cindy Mallalieuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09208552185310500235noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630330765499905559.post-27351302264736674142012-02-12T08:36:00.000-08:002012-02-12T08:36:50.172-08:00Life in the Camper UPDATE {finally!}<span lang="EN">Maybe today is a good day for finally updating my “Life in the Camper” blog, since I’m stuck in the camper, waiting for my frozen water to start running again.<br />
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We’ve been here in the camper since September of 2008, and the camper just seems to get smaller. When we moved in here, I had this naïve vision that I’d keep stuff picked up and orderly. Well, obviously, I didn’t just magically become some other person, a person like my Mom for instance. My Mom is the neatest, most organized person I ever met, not a slave to cleanliness, or compulsive about putting stuff away, just naturally organized. I didn’t get that. The camper is most often cluttered, and there’s more stuff in here than we need.<br />
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So far most everything in the camper has worked most of the time. The first winter, I had to replace the little water heater that came in the camper. Luckily for me, I once worked in the plant where they make the little water heaters, so I was able to score one really cheap. I had to adapt it a little to fit, without buying a whole new trim kit, but since the camper sits still, that’s no big deal. <br />
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The furnace quit once, but magically, by divine intervention, it started working again. Since then, I’ve always talked sweetly to it, and never take it for granted. <br />
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The stove works Ok, but the oven will set off the carbon monoxide detector if I keep it on for much more than 30 minutes. This has kind of cramped my ‘cooking style’. I’ve learned to bake stuff on my propane grill, but try not to do that too much, as it uses a LOT more propane than a regular oven. I also have a toaster oven that I use for some stuff, but it’s small. I also use the crock pot a lot. Since I try to devote as much time as I can to working on the house, I try to cook ahead. A lot of our meals consist of heating stuff up I cooked earlier.<br />
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We had to replace the mattress and box spring that came with camper. It was so old, the mattress still had metal buttons on it.<br />
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I found out that the shower/tub thingies that go in campers need to be supported really well, too late. Ours has a crack across the seat. I’d have to disassemble the entire bathroom to replace it, at a cost of nearly $200, so it’s going to stay that way.<br />
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When we first moved into the camper, I decided we’d just unhook the hose when it got down to freezing. That didn’t last very long! The water hose is now wrapped with heat tape and two layers of foam pipe insulation. The pipe insulation has held up much better than I expected it to. The water still freezes when it gets really cold. This winter it hasn’t been cold, so today was the first time we had a problem with it.<br />
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My husband was out of work for three months this winter, so the camper has seemed even smaller. I’m very grateful that it’s paid for though and that we’ve been able to stay warm and dry without worrying about the foreclosure and eviction that so many have suffered. I’ve enjoyed using this camper as a canvas for some of my idle artwork, and as a place to display the artwork of my grandchildren and my friends.<br />
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I hope none of this sounds like complaining, since it was never meant to. This whole camper episode, though it’s lasted longer than I thought it would, has been a great adventure. And to be honest I kind of enjoy bragging about the obstacles I’m overcoming to make my house a reality! Besides, no matter how small this camper gets, as long as my internet connection holds, it’ll always be big enough to hold all my friends!!!!</span>Cindy Mallalieuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09208552185310500235noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630330765499905559.post-16638529244588764562012-01-03T08:56:00.000-08:002012-01-03T08:57:43.726-08:00Repost from 2008 - Life in the Camper<span lang="EN"><span style="color: purple;">I wrote this blog for MySpace back in September of 2008, annd thought since there are a lot of my readers who weren't "around" back then, I'd re-post it.</span><br />
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Our camper is 23 ft. long, built some time in the early, orange brown and yellow 70’s. It was cheap! Probably not cheap enough, but cheap. It took me months to get I cleaned out and fixed up good enough for us to live in. There’s a little room in the back that had 3 bunks in it. I took the bunks out and built a computer desk to go in the corner. Our little closets are back there, the books that I saved back from the storage building, and the DVD’s we kept out. I also have a 2 drawer file cabinet for papers and stuff. We call this the other room.<br />
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There’s a tiny bathroom in the middle of the camper. The last people to own the camper had painted the bathroom, shower, tub, walls cabinets, nearly everything, school bus yellow- with a broom! The only thing I could do with the tub was jerk it out and buy a new one. RV parts are expensive, and the people who sell them tend to be snobs. I turns out that the roof over the bathroom had been punctured by a tree branch, a tree branch that went undiscovered for a whole season before the roof was repaired - poorly. Quite a bit of the bathroom had to be replaced, and painted. <br />
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I’ve given the roof on the camper up as a lost cause. It was repaired and had been doused with white roof coat, but it isn’t bowed up like it’s supposed to be, actually it’s bowed in. Water sits on top of it and can’t help but leak. We’ve just put a big tarp over it. It’s stretched out with poles from the camper where the trees aren’t in the way. It makes a great over hang/porch, along with the dining canopy I screwed to the side of the camper over my scrap-constructed porch.<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYeDVTxD5Qw_914dB0Tswx6xsX7Ap1YCejE6eNggTJrUH1ndj2o9ZoJ7p64x9eidGWGNWEwLfHaeFOgr9aKMwj-3N_z9p0uqq3VbSmae-8MspFNRYpKrc8eoWXQZzNxV-pqoWagWm4a64/s1600/IMG_0053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYeDVTxD5Qw_914dB0Tswx6xsX7Ap1YCejE6eNggTJrUH1ndj2o9ZoJ7p64x9eidGWGNWEwLfHaeFOgr9aKMwj-3N_z9p0uqq3VbSmae-8MspFNRYpKrc8eoWXQZzNxV-pqoWagWm4a64/s320/IMG_0053.JPG" width="320" /></a>There are several things that we’re having to adjust to. One is that we have to put stuff away promptly. We’re not dirty, but we aren’t fastidious either and having just 2 or 3 things out of place throws the whole camper into a turmoil. We’re always asking each other to pass us stuff. No matter what I want to lay my hand on Danny’s in between me and that thing. And it works the other way around too. We’re using a portable camping potty, and we have to dump it into the septic tank pipe everyday. First of all the dang thing gets in the way. The toilet that came with the camper is still in the tiny bathroom, but it’s got a problem with the valve in it and we weren’t interested in fooling around with the holding tank experience anyway. The little potty just fits in the floor space that’s left in the bathroom. In order to bathe, we have to move it out into the “kitchen” floor. <br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcNInGXCDFjA8gUcr03ZALggLkV7lveTfP9n1lit5NKf7ibvZabgWrWwJIfFGsKslWZ1W7F1g1YrvkwqMoj_U9OFUkMWm2aLMsklaGSZd-K6Rt-ZxovtrC1iGir9Mc5RgBdBIeDZdwKWE/s1600/PICT0648.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcNInGXCDFjA8gUcr03ZALggLkV7lveTfP9n1lit5NKf7ibvZabgWrWwJIfFGsKslWZ1W7F1g1YrvkwqMoj_U9OFUkMWm2aLMsklaGSZd-K6Rt-ZxovtrC1iGir9Mc5RgBdBIeDZdwKWE/s320/PICT0648.JPG" width="320" /></a>Cooking is a trip, too. While it’s warm, I try to do most of my cooking on my gas grill outside. I’ve learned to cook a wide variety of food on the grill. Even breads and casseroles. In the camper I have a microwave and a toaster oven. I’m not a real big fan of microwaving too much stuff, but I’d rather not try to live without it. The camper stove was icky, but I got it mostly clean. One of the eyes doesn’t adjust very well, but the rest of them work really well. I’ve only used the little oven a few times, but I’ve checked it with an oven thermometer, and it’s right on. Having the fridge outside is fun to get used to. <br />
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Actually the whole Life in the Camper thing is pretty fun. We spend a lot of our time outside or in the garage while we’re working on the house, so we’re not getting claustrophobic. And we really like each other! It also helps that we’re both people who have learned to count our blessings. And we don’t take stuff for granted. On a global scale, we are still far better off than a whole lot of people, even people who haven’t been displaced by war or famine. <br />
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As we go along, I’m sure there will be more postings concerning had we’re getting along. Especially as it gets colder.<br />
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<span style="color: purple;">The pictures I've put in this blog are all pictures taken "back then". I'm planning to post an updated Life in the Camper soon.</span></span>Cindy Mallalieuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09208552185310500235noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630330765499905559.post-63256049924673397182011-12-27T09:22:00.000-08:002011-12-27T09:22:21.267-08:00What We're Up To<span lang="EN">I said I was going to start my blog back up, and wrote a couple of little blogs and then…<br />
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Well, there’s this, that and the other thing! I’ve been working on the house as much as I can. Danny’s still looking for a job, which is tying up the computer a lot. And I’m spending a lot of time with him. This has been pretty stressful for both of us. So far, we’re OK with money, but with everything so uncertain, it’s hard to tell what “OK” really means. And on top of all that, I just haven’t been really sure what I wanted to put in this next blog.<br />
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We’ve got the roof on, and closed off the front of the house with greenhouse plastic. The greenhouse plastic is temporary. The front of the house needed to be closed off, and we just weren’t ready to plunk down the kind of money it would take to do that, so for a measly $500, I got the front closed off, the back of the living room where the brick still needs to be laid is closed off, the windows on the camper are sealed up for the winter, and I still have plastic leftover for whatever else I’ll need to do.<br />
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The Real Plan for the front of the house is to put some awning windows across the top with thermostatically controlled electric openers. Then the slanted part, which is where the greenhouse is, will be mostly glass across the front and solid wall down the two triangular sides. That will be a little ways down the road though.<br />
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The main things we’re working on right now are the pine log ceiling beams, the QuikWall on the inside, and installing the windows on the back and sides of the house.<br />
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The ceiling beams are going up slowly, as we have decent weather to cut the trees down, and trim them to fit. We’ve been cutting the pine trees for the beams in the house out of the woods on our property, starting with the floor beams for the bedroom and the upstairs bathroom. When we did the beams for the living room ceiling, we used mostly trees that had been blown over by the tornado. Before the tornado came, we’d already planned to thin out the pine trees in the woods and let the hardwoods kind of take over. Over the last few years, I’ve also been slinging the seeds, nuts and acorns of trees that I found interesting into the woods. Then when the tornado came through a lot of the pine trees were blown over. We used the ones we could and have been slowly cleaning up that mess. Most of them are too far dead to be used now, so we’ve gone back to cutting the suitable pine trees down. It’s going to take years before the forests around here recover from the tornado, ours included.<br />
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The QuikWall is a slow process. QuikWall, Surface Bonding Cement is a masonry material containing fiberglass that’s used to bond together block that has been dry stacked. Eventually all the concrete block surfaces, inside and out, must be coated with at least an 1/8 inch of this stuff. It’s heavy, and gritty, and I don’t like working with it!! I do like the way the finished wall turns out though.<br />
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And then there are the windows. I’ve still got 2 windows to go on the back of the house, and an arched window that goes over the front door. First of all, the window openings must have the QuikWall put on them. Then I have to put a wooden frame around the inside of the opening to screw the window to. I’ve been stuffing plastic grocery bags in the gaps between the wood and the concrete before I caulk them. Some of the gaps are over a ½ inch wide in places. OK! Maybe I could have gotten the walls a little straighter… So far I’ve been able to get the windows in using scraps of lumber I have on hand. <br />
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I think this has gotten long enough, so I’ll go ahead and post this for now. I’ll try not to take so long before I get the next installment up! </span>Cindy Mallalieuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09208552185310500235noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630330765499905559.post-87870164821338658442011-11-27T09:00:00.000-08:002011-11-27T09:00:12.683-08:00BFF 144 Hindsight --> I Got It!!!!<span lang="EN">Hindsight? Oh yeah, I got that! I’m wearing bi-focals for all my other sight, but my hindsight just keeps getting better!!!<br />
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My house isn’t finished, yet, not even completely dried in, and there are dozens of things that I can now say with all certainty, should have been done differently. That is, now that I know what I know now. I can’t count the times that I’ve said to myself, “If I were going to do this again, <i>which I’m not</i>, I would do this first or not do that at all.”<br />
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The outside walls are made from stacked concrete block held together with Surface Bonding Cement. On the outside of that is a layer of Styrofoam, covered with brick. My original plan was to seal up the bottom of the brick part of the wall so that no moisture would come in. That was dumb!!! No matter how water-tight you make a thing, it’s a good idea to have a place at the bottom for the water that does get in, which is what water does, to escape. I knew this. Daddy told me this a long time ago. So the first walls that I did, which fortunately are in the greenhouse, seem to be holding moisture. There was enough time in between that part and the next ones I did to show me the error of my ways. Now, I’m putting weep holes at the bottom of the brick and using gravel to back fill a good part of it. The SBC is reported to be water-proof, but I’m still kind of wishing I’d put some black stuff over that before I laid the brick, but the consequences of that remain to be seen.<br />
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And then there are the timbers! I’m still making this part up as I go along. At this point, I know that it’s best to cut them in the fall or the winter. The bark shouldn‘t be left on them to be removed later. Even if they aren’t getting directly rained on, they still need to be waterproofed. If they do get directly rained on enough, no amount of waterproofing will keep them from getting discolored some. And I’m not done yet, so I have the notion I’ll learn some more about that.<br />
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Daddy also told me that he hated to use ½” PVC conduit, ’cause it was so hard to put wire into. And I told myself, this isn’t Daddy’s job! Hell, I saved $30 or $40 using ½”. It wasn’t worth it. I struggled with that crap, but now the wire’s in it, and I’m a lot wiser.<br />
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That’s what hindsight is for, learning stuff. If we see what we should have done differently, hopefully we’ll know a little better what we should do in the future. Even if it’s not exactly the same situation, hopefully, we’ll be able to apply something we’ve learned from hindsight. Life should be an ongoing learning experience. That’s what growing is all about!</span>Cindy Mallalieuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09208552185310500235noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630330765499905559.post-69620567001441805002011-11-19T05:43:00.000-08:002011-11-19T05:43:05.715-08:00A New Beginning<span lang="EN">I can’t decide if I should try to figure out where I left off on MySpace or if I should just start fresh. Since it would take some time to figure out where my old blog got saved, and even more time to go through and figure out where I was, I think I’ll just go from here.<br />
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For the last three years, I’ve been working on building my own house. I'm not hiring contractors and standing around pointing out this or that, endlessly changing my mind, turning my building loan into a colossal mortgage that will have my husband and I barely keeping up with our debt for the next decade or more. I’ve worked some in the housing industry and I’ve seen this done a time or two.<br />
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What I have been doing in shoveling dirt, mixing concrete, stacking block, laying brick, running pipe and wire, and even harvesting and fitting timbers. What I want to do is tell you about that, not to brag about how smart, or tough, or hardworking I am, but so that you can see that there aren’t nearly as many things a person can’t do as it seems sometimes. I certainly don’t expect anyone who reads my blog to jump up and build their own house, but if they do, it will be very cool indeed. But if even one of my readers feels encouraged to learn how to do just one thing they’ve been wanting to have done and does it for themselves… YAY!!!!<br />
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I’m very fortunate in that I live in a place where there aren’t too many government regulations on home building. This is good for me since I’m building for myself. I have to say, this would be bad if I was buying a house, since builders in this area can and do take shortcuts, compromising the quality, durability and even safety of the homes they build. In most parts of this country a person could not enjoy such freedom to design and build how he (or she) saw fit as I have and still expect to stay on the grid. And in some cases a person couldn’t get away with it at all.<br />
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So this isn’t going to be a how-to thing. There’s lots of that stuff on the internet. I know, ‘cause I’ve done a lot of my research on the internet, that and a crazy selection of old books found at yard sales, flea markets and used book stores. This is the story of the ups and downs of what even today seems like an incredibly crazy idea!!!!</span>Cindy Mallalieuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09208552185310500235noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630330765499905559.post-69776742532465190262011-11-18T15:42:00.000-08:002011-11-18T15:42:22.383-08:00I'm Back!!!!!!!!This is my first Blogger Blog, and for now, I'm just gonna say, "Hi!!!!" Hopefully, I'll have a Real Post tomorrow!!! HUGZZZZZZZZZZ Everybody!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Cindy Mallalieuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09208552185310500235noreply@blogger.com2