Hey guess what? That fucking car is still broken taking up valuable space in my garage. Wanna know why? Because douche bag is an idiot. How this kid will ever make it in life is the question of the week. After the hubby tried desperately to put the thing back together the right way, dumb shit cant follow simple instructions of DO NOT USE THE OLD BOLTS. Well 8 out of 10 were new. The so one of the old bolts stretched and sheared in half allowing the newly rebuilt engine to fill with antifreeze. And now the bolt is stuck, which means all that work needs to be taken apart and put back together again. Um HELLO, we have a house to renovate and move into in less then a month.
Speaking of the house, we finally got back to it yesterday. The corners have been taped up in the living room, today is ceiling and more mud work. Keep in mind I have been supervising the hubby and his mud guy throughout this whole thing. Not like when we did moms house and I actually did all the manual labor. I went and got the lights for over the bar. The hubby bartered again for granite counter tops. So those will be going in sooner then we thought. Project "trailer trash" is in full effect!