I have had a terrible time recently getting up on Blogger. Everything took forever and generally I got a message saying the page could not be found. It was impossible to spend the day trying because we are so torn up around here.
The other major problem is being torn up around here. After some months living in a new place we finally figured out what we wanted to do with the house and have started renovations. Or, should I say devastations. Our offices and our bedroom is still functional but the rest of the house has been destroyed. That also means that the rooms considered stilll functional are filled with assorted furniture from somewhere else.
It all brings back memories. When we lived in our former two hundred year old house we were always renovating. One day I went to clean out a clog in the kitchen sink. The cleanout shattered and the cabinet I had to remove to get at it broke to pieces. Since the drain was under a concrete pad on the bottom floor we had to tear up the wood floor and jackhammer up the pad. While we were at it we tore everything back to the stone walls, sandblasted them and started over.
It took six months of work to clear everything out. My wife cooked on a wood stove in the livingroom sometimes and sometimes in the fireplace. When it was functioning the stove was sitting on what was left of the concrete pad. It sat on a two by four frame to keep it level. When the fridge quit we called a repairman who told us that it was not working because it was 35 degrees in the kitchen and the fridge needed 45 degrees to work. He suggested we leave the door open part of the time.
So, the other night sitting in our current devastation I said it felt like home.
Anyway, that's my excuse and will probably remain my excuse for some time to come. I had resolved to blog every day but there are simply too many things in the way. I'll do the best I can. At least it is getting on to summer and the fridge still works.
It is all fodder for a future novel. We plan to do our own Don't Stop the Carnival based on our experiences in the Caribbean. It will be very easy to convert our experiences remodeling into similar experience in the Caribbean complete with Rastas and runaway workmen. It should all bring back fun memories from all kinds of places.
The other major problem is being torn up around here. After some months living in a new place we finally figured out what we wanted to do with the house and have started renovations. Or, should I say devastations. Our offices and our bedroom is still functional but the rest of the house has been destroyed. That also means that the rooms considered stilll functional are filled with assorted furniture from somewhere else.
It all brings back memories. When we lived in our former two hundred year old house we were always renovating. One day I went to clean out a clog in the kitchen sink. The cleanout shattered and the cabinet I had to remove to get at it broke to pieces. Since the drain was under a concrete pad on the bottom floor we had to tear up the wood floor and jackhammer up the pad. While we were at it we tore everything back to the stone walls, sandblasted them and started over.
It took six months of work to clear everything out. My wife cooked on a wood stove in the livingroom sometimes and sometimes in the fireplace. When it was functioning the stove was sitting on what was left of the concrete pad. It sat on a two by four frame to keep it level. When the fridge quit we called a repairman who told us that it was not working because it was 35 degrees in the kitchen and the fridge needed 45 degrees to work. He suggested we leave the door open part of the time.
So, the other night sitting in our current devastation I said it felt like home.
Anyway, that's my excuse and will probably remain my excuse for some time to come. I had resolved to blog every day but there are simply too many things in the way. I'll do the best I can. At least it is getting on to summer and the fridge still works.
It is all fodder for a future novel. We plan to do our own Don't Stop the Carnival based on our experiences in the Caribbean. It will be very easy to convert our experiences remodeling into similar experience in the Caribbean complete with Rastas and runaway workmen. It should all bring back fun memories from all kinds of places.
posted by Roger | 3:42 PM
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