We're not Moved in Yet...
and Blogger still hasn't fixed my pictures. So, too bad, you can't see the inside of the house. (For those of you who want to see the outside of the house again, go here. At least Blogger didn't trash the pictures I already had up.)
But boy, the house is exciting all the time. We opened the back door; this did involve the use of a screwdriver after all, though I am told by Sam that it was careful use of the screwdriver. The bathroom lights, which were fixed, then weren't. Then they were, now they're not. We suspect the need for a new fixture.
Also, besides the squirrels in the attic, there are chimney swifts in the chimney. We might not have known about this if they hadn't left the chimney and cavorted about the living room. Sam got them out a window and a door. Now we're looking up chimney people in the yellow pages.
That might take a qhile, though, which we know because it took the floor refinisher a week to answer Sam's SEVERAL phone calls, after which, when he finally came over, he announced that he refinished floors but he doesn't repair them. This is problematic, since there are some patches in the floor that need to get fixed, and the floor can't be refinished till that's done.
Oh, bother.
I took my writing over to the Bears' House today, though, along with the makings of a pot of tea, and I was happy. Someday we'll be living there. We hope, some day soon. Like maybe in the next few weeks. Should the floor get done. And the chimney swifts agree to move out.
But boy, the house is exciting all the time. We opened the back door; this did involve the use of a screwdriver after all, though I am told by Sam that it was careful use of the screwdriver. The bathroom lights, which were fixed, then weren't. Then they were, now they're not. We suspect the need for a new fixture.
Also, besides the squirrels in the attic, there are chimney swifts in the chimney. We might not have known about this if they hadn't left the chimney and cavorted about the living room. Sam got them out a window and a door. Now we're looking up chimney people in the yellow pages.
That might take a qhile, though, which we know because it took the floor refinisher a week to answer Sam's SEVERAL phone calls, after which, when he finally came over, he announced that he refinished floors but he doesn't repair them. This is problematic, since there are some patches in the floor that need to get fixed, and the floor can't be refinished till that's done.
Oh, bother.
I took my writing over to the Bears' House today, though, along with the makings of a pot of tea, and I was happy. Someday we'll be living there. We hope, some day soon. Like maybe in the next few weeks. Should the floor get done. And the chimney swifts agree to move out.
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