Most of today’s work was in the walls and in the attic space. An air conditioning unit was put in, and the outlets and light switches were put in. But most of the day was repairing the hazardous electrical nightmare that lurked above the ceiling.

I ordered the materials for the bass traps and some sound baffling as well as a couple of wild area rugs.

And they are going to look great with the fur.

Another thing I am excited about is to be able to make more use of my old upright piano.

The first piano I learned on was an ancient gigantic beast of a thing that was made of mahogany—it had real ivory plated keys, and I suspected was a former player piano, just because of the size and heft to accommodate the mechanism, and a conspicuous panel in the foot area that looked newer than the rest of the piano, which likely covered the foot pedals. It had several broken strings in the upper register, and many of the remaining strings were rusted, which made tuning it a bit tenuous. So my piano teacher at the time convinced my mom to buy a newer piano. I think I was about 13 or so, when this little Wurlitzer upright entered our house. And I’m so glad to still have it with me.