I haven't done a post forever. As I get ready to leave Langley, being squeezed out by all those do Gooders I thought were my friends and family, i'm reflecting on the huge loss I'll be taking. As if getting divorced and losing half a million dollars wasn't enough spending the last year and a half paying off all my debt to see all my dreams disappear has been tough.
| Loading the beams on the Hansen's truck and trailer |
I need to go someplace new and do something new. I'm tired of explaining good ideas and watching them fail only to see other people come up with them 10 years later. Even my own step dad helped kick me out of the commercial project I had thought be a project of a lifetime. I had dreamed of living in this building and having a furniture gallery in a rental store in back. A bunch of other tenants making the building lively and eventually somewhere between six and 10 units.
But that's not where this story is going, it only reflects on why I have to leave and what I'm leaving behind. Losing that means I have no reason to be in Langley, Especially when I can't the Langley Marina or the boat because the Bully Harbormaster has trespassed me. I've done nothing wrong i've broken no laws she just doesn't like me which is fair 'cause I don't like her but I haven't targeted or bullet her as she has me
| Those beams are bigger than they look |
| getting the steel brackets off was quite a challenge There was a fair number of nails in these things too |
| People would dismiss this pile but for me it was love at first sight |
So then what do you do with all these beams. Once they're all cleaned and they're quite valuable but they take up a lot of space. And you'd like to be able to access them at least more than just the top layer. And they weigh 1000 pounds a piece.
But for now the beams are stored without touching the ground or touching other beams and while they can get wet they can also dry.




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