After a slight login mishap which left me, temporarily, unable to log into weebly, I'm back with pictures & notes. Deleting cookies, fixes site glitches, much the way that deleting caches cuts down on glitches. I'm picking up from the end of the 1st Sunday and running through to the end of the first Wednesday. So about 3.5 sim days. Also, if you didn't catch it in the first post, it might stand out in this one; as much as I'm enjoying this family & renovation there's no real attachment or voice for/from them. Mom returned home and planted a few common plants. Currently undecided if she will continue to garden or not after the first winter. Then it's time for nightly tot care, diapers, bottles, and then off to bed. After a dinner of salad, mom went upstairs to sleep and dad finally got some him time. Glass blowing doesn't seem to be his thing, and he ended up with a shattered glass moodlet. He fared better with the work bench, but oh my look at the time. Off to bed you go, the tot's will be up before you know it. While they are miffed with each other, they will still share the bed so that's a mini blessing, as it's undecided if they'll patch things up or go separate ways. Morning is a reverse of the night before, with an extra step of potty training. currently the only place to eat is the, eww, bathroom. Mail, aka bills, arrived which allows for the fiction of a letter from city hall or an hoa(I despise those entities, why pay good money to be told how you can have your yard & home, all hoa's near us are biege-boring-bland & homogenized slices of bleh). Since the original story for the lot "Once home to a blacksmith, his family and a fire breathing dragon, aka his mother-in-law, Inglestone Forge was abandoned over a century ago." places the property as a potentially historic site it feels appropriate to add some constraints that tie in with sites that are registered as historic sites. Lastly to me knights and dragons belong to medieval time periods, so I'm placing the origins of the structure as close to 1400s or there's about, since middle ages spans 500 ad to 1500 ad by modern time keeping standards. So the fictional letter goes something along the lines of the city has noted new owners on the property; they have the choice of razing everything to the ground and conducting ground contamination tests before building a new more "modern" home that fits better into the "nice" (aka rich) neighborhood that sprung up over the centuries; Or they can keep the forge going, refurbish the existing buildings to bring them up to code and get it listed as a historic site, thereby preserving the original structure and saving themselves from city & hoa fines. Naturally there's also a concerned note from a neighbor about the safety of the children on the lot. Both of these factors give the general push of direction for the renovation, and a why for not just selling off the glass blowing station & inventors bench. Day 2, mom gets a turn at the glass blowing station while dad's in the house with the quad's. Clearly mom has much better luck with the glass blowing station. It wasn't much but it helped a small bit. As you can see the ivy was cleared from the back door, and it is now usable. The cleared ivy was made into a "broom" to help "uncover" stone buried under years of dirt & debris. While mom was in the forge, dad stayed on top of helping everyone learn skills. Day 2 also saw mom return to the community garden, but this time the veggies were taken to the store and she was paid a small stipend for harvesting. This allowed the first set of bills to be paid. Morning of day 3, time to rinse & repeat tot care steps. No rain on day 3 so mom needs to tend her small garden. While dad helps the quad's finish learning how to use the potty chair. Once mom finished tending the plants she goes in to teach the tot's, while dad gets another turn in the forge. Despite skill level 2 he still fails at glass blowing. He does however successfully invent a drinking bird. To appease the city all junk piles have moved to beside the forge. Tot skills are coming along. It's getting late, time for dinner and then bed for all. Mom & dad get exactly 2 minutes to enjoy the peace and quite of morning before the first of the quad's awakens and they have to start the change diaper, carry down stairs, feed on floor x4 routine. Yes two of the quad's are slightly slower on learning their skills than the others. Mom tends to the garden, while dad helps with more potty training. More ivy gets cleared from the structure. While there are some positive benefits to having ivy grow on exterior walls, some ivy's will burrow their roots into any nook they can find and can cause the demise of walls. Neither mom (level 1 garden skill) or dad (zero garden skill) know the difference between English or Boston ivy, plus they need a good look at the walls to check for structural damage, so all ivy goes, at least for now. More bricks and stones are unearthed and the wall gets partially rebuilt. The remaining ivy is cleared from inside, and the last of the interior debris is cleared from the floor. Skills are getting there. Clogged toilets are never fun. A very tired mom accidentally breaks the vase she was working on. Dad and the quad's are tired too. As everyone settles in for the night it start's to hail outside. It turns out that ivy woven just right is strong enough to hold up the stone slabs, and make makeshift stair rails. The interior is now sort of tot proof. For a centuries old, roughly 1400 to 1500 time period historical restore, they won't get to keep those stair railings. For now though that's what matched with funds. It also means I will need to calculate 25xper item cleaned up in casT. Which means I'm going to have to count floor and wall tiles at some point. With medieval Europe as my inspiration source, clearly my work for the McGowans is cut out.
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