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Moving is hard, even it it’s just one room. I was aware of every item I had in my room in Harrisburg, but I didn’t know (And I don’t know) what to do with the stuff. The kitchen and bathroom supplies were unnecessary before I moved away from home, and they are unnecessary now that I am back. I will have other for them after the single-wide is finished, but for now all that stuff is just in boxes waiting. The plan is to make the single-wide “mine.”

Today we did work on it. The next step in the project was adding 2x2s to the original wall. We had already tore out the end wall and the new window was installed on the new frame work. The old walls were only as thick as a 2x3, which is thinner than usual. New construction uses 2x6s for framing walls. So we are adding another inch and a half to the original walls that we are not reconstructing. It is going faster than some predict, but progress is not the easiest thing.

One thing I will prioritize is doing a little extra work to make it easier in the long run. Instead of insulating on top of the old wall, we tore the walls down to the studs. This revealed a lot of mold and past infestation. I am glad we found that, because the mold probably would have made me sick if we left the walls the way they were. Once the walls are ready, it will be electrical and insulation before drywall. I am pretty sure I could finish the project myself once the drywall is up. I have done that part before.

The current status of the project requires Dad having to tell me everything, and I need more help than just me. I know the general steps we need to take, but some of the details are a bit difficult.

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