Friday, February 11, 2005

Update

The sky is falling. Actually, the sky, gray and misty, is in its proper place. But the paint on the downstairs hall ceiling is falling down in large chunks--the last fallout, literally, of our roof follies. Nothing structural, but it's daunting when you go downstairs to get the paper and find a foot-square piece of paint has chipped off and shattered on the floor.

And Spouse has become preoccupied with the health of the foundation. Joy.

3 Comments:

Blogger claire said...

Oh dear! It is a lovely little house. May this be the last bit and then all will be well...

--claire

8:29 AM  
Blogger Madeleine Robins said...

We live in hope. I do think the place is structurally sound, but it's also ninety years old and here and there little bits need to be shored up.

11:42 AM  
Blogger claire said...

You go ahead and live in hope. The fact that the building was post quake (yes?) means that they were Paying Attention. It is a pain. But one that you will survive. But you have a home that you own...

--claire

6:52 PM  

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