Glutton. For. Punishment.

(deep breath)
A project that’s related to the Old Vic project that’s not quite on topic but since it’s a project and I tinker on it and this one will definitely be related to the other one…

There’s a tower ya see. (shrugs) What was I supposed to do?

So, ya’ll (technical Texas term) may know I own a house with a tower on it…since you’re here I expect you read a little about it.

A pic (because I can muhahahahaha):

The Old Vic

The Old Vic

A circa 1903(ish) Queen Anne Victorian. We’ve had it a year this December 1. Lots ‘O things going on. New electric. New plumbing (started). Rebuilding an old second kitchen that was an old screened-in-porch that was an old step-off-porch into a new utility room. One of 47 windows rebuilt.

Heat. Air.

It’s going…maybe a little slower than I hoped, but it’s progressing nicely.

Now…to the title of this post…

Apparently…I am a glutton for punishment.

Hmmm. Make that Glutton. For. Punishment.

We just put a contract on a 1880(ish) commercial building right on the historic square. With any luck we’ll be closing on it about Dec 1 this year.

It has a tower, ya see. How could I resist?

Old house. Tower. Needs a little work.

Building. Tower. Needs a little work.

Seemed to make sense at the time…

I may have a skewed definition of the phrase “little work”.

Lots more work to do now. We have big plans for this place.

A pic (or couple):

New Project

New Project

New Project

New Project

More after we close the sale!

CUAgain,
Daniel Meyer (got the evil lair/well on my way to world domination)

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4 Responses to Glutton. For. Punishment.

  1. Bryce Lee says:

    Let me try and understand your latest acquisition.

    You have a Victorian house, with a tower. Now you’ve purchased a similar albeit
    commerical structure, also with a Victorian tower. OK, I thinking devious
    thoughts, however suspect the tenants have long term leases, such as the chemist on the street level first floor, and you have some future ideas
    for the structure. You’re not going to dwell there, or are you?

    So either you’re in hock up to your eye teeth or maybe the full time job disappeared with a large severane or something else happened.

    Suspect you’re not doing an awful lot of motorcycle riding of late.

    And now that the orange cat is asdaly the only cat in the house, has “it” taken it’s rightful place as cat in charge, or charging???

    • Daniel Meyer says:

      Heh heh…MORE about this later. The what’s, why’s, and how’s. It’s not nearly as simple as it should be…but that’s life, yes?

      I’m actually riding a bunch…just not to anywhere I’d like to go. Mostly commuting. Well, that and taking the long way home…

      “Orange cat” is definitely charging. Here, there, over there, over the hills and through the woods…

      We’ll leave it at that for the time!

      CUAgain,
      Daniel Meyer

  2. Just wanted to let you know…the ‘bumpy things’ in your house’s roof are called ‘eyebrows’ or ‘eyebrow dormers’ and are usually for ventilation, although larger ones can have windows. 🙂

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