No matter how shiny the skin gets, there are still all the little things that eat away at me every time I walk past them.
Let me introduce you to the Step of Death. It looks solid enough, until you put your full weight on it and it tries very hard to swing back under the trailer and toss you on your hiney.
That's gotta go.
Next up is the kitchen fan, which has not seen the light of day from 1962 until last week. I see a toothbrush and soap in my not-too-distant future.
After vacuuming out a deceased colony of ladybugs, the jalousie windows revealed a thick layer of nasty hiding behind the screens. The rivets holding them together are pretty rusted and ugly, but I am a little afraid to take them apart for fear of causing a bigger problem. I was encouraged to find step-by-step instructions on disassembling and re-assembling jalousie windows and even more encouraged when said directions used a real rivet gun and not paperclips. Hoorah for doing things the right way!
On a side note, we found some (almost) fun remnants from the PO. Or possibly from the factory.
These two jars were behind the tub, sealed in there pretty good, leading me to believe that they either were left there from the factory or the mice were very concerned about pitting. We also found a fair amount of nuts in the plumbing. I'm gonna guess mice, not PO.
It looks like this part of the bumper had broken, was welded back together poorly and painted, only to break again some time later.
So much to do, so little time.