Been There, Done That...And Doing It Again
Today marks the official start of a new phase. Abbie---who is very good at keeping me on my toes, because I never know when I get home from work if the sofa is going to be in the same place it was when I left---has decided to not only move our bed, but to move it downstairs to where my office currently is. I am being sent upstairs to the attic. I agree with the move, but the consequences are many. Wiring for telephone and internet has to be redone; electrical outlets have to be moved. Closets have to be built. Hopefully this will be the final phase of remodelling that has been going on sporadically over a period of 28 years.
IzaĆas and his son, Junior, are currently out of work, so we asked them to come and start. And since the cable and phone connections come into the house on the wall that the plaster was falling from, they will have to knock off all the loose plaster before running conduits for the wiring. As we imagined, there's a lot they're going to have to redo, as you can see from these first pictures. All this dust and mess bring back memories of the good old days, when we ate, breathed and thrived on concrete and rubble in the house. As with most "good old days", we'll find these days better once they're old.
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