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After returning to Portland I had no where to go and was basically homeless. A friend let my family rent a room in his home for a few months before I talked another friend into renting me his basement.
The basement was moldy and has moisture problems. I really did not know what I was getting myself into, but it was our only hope. Since August I have been working hard to complete a kitchen and paint walls and such. I got the kitchen mostly done, but had to start over because water was leaking into the foundation.
I ended up back to a bare brick wall that I have spent the last two weeks covering with cement. WOW that was a lot of work! I still have a lot of work left. My pain levels are out of control and I never seem to have the time for a bike ride. Thankfully I have had some help and this time I'm really close to being done.
The work is good for me. I can see and feel the new muscles. I just need to make time for a bike ride everyday to keep me balanced, Don't tell anyone, but I really enjoy the work. It feels good to be productive. I'm not riding my bike through the everglades, but I am being productive and looking forward to the futute.