Ah! The BTOR!

[darkemeralds]

The Bathtub of Resuscitation has come to my aid once more.

After a day of high-90s temps, during which I primed woodwork, chiseled concrete, scrubbed completely ineffective stripper off of whatever paint-like substance is coating the foundation wall in the mudroom, and generally knocked myself out, I had a long, cool soak in the BTOR, while watching an episode of Doctor Who.

Then I had a strawberry teff pancake, and now I'm going to bed. Tomorrow: more stripper of a nastier variety, a wee bit of concrete pouring, and paint!

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[darkemeralds]

It really does. It makes the rest of my house, however, really, really shabby! It's a classic case of overkill, but I did it during the refinance boom, and frankly I don't regret it. Especially on the hottest and coldest evenings of the year, when the BTOR, which I very rarely fill during most of the year, becomes the prop of my existence.