All the work we did while Mom and Dad were here to get the house ready for inhabitants has been undone. All those truck loads of furniture and such have been taken out of the individual rooms and piled wall to wall, 4 feet deep in the living room. When I was living in a dorm room at Cottey College, we had to move all our furniture a foot from the walls over break so they could spray for bugs; I was amazed how a little less room converted my nicely arranged furniture into a solid mass of stuff. There is a similar effect happening here, though we have a full dining room and three bedrooms worth of stuff in addition to everything we own. Tilly's dog food is in the far left corner of this picture behind all those mattresses, I was not planning ahead. Fortunately (sort of) she is sick so she gets chicken and rice instead, which is a little easier to get to, though our kitchen is also out of commission for the time being.
While the upstairs kitchen has been bubble wrapped, the downstairs kitchen is starting to shape up! It has a ceiling now at least. Our lead construction guy, George, had his dad down here spackling around our new light cans.
We moved as much stuff as possible out of the rooms, but some things were more trouble then they were worth to move. The remaining furniture got wrapped up in place to protect it.
All this prep before painting is a lot of work! They've been at it for days! Taping off everything that is not to be painted and getting the walls ready.
The large hole above our dining table that had been leaking since before my parents made an offer on the place is now fixed inside and out. and it looks like the insulators are all done as the holes they made have now been covered over with spackled patches.
Our grand bedroom downstairs is already looking better than it did, with the floors and windows covered in plastic. Hopefully we really will be moving in soon.
That is all I know about the construction process at this point. I've been brushing up on my Spanish with the guys working on the place.
On another note, Tilly the puppy has been throwing up all day and we are worrying, though she still seems in a good enough mood. This morning was by far the lowest tide I have ever seen since moving here - our whole shipwreck was above the waterline with 10 feet or more of beach beyond. Tilly and I walked a long way down the beach past our neighbors houses to the south. There was a tiny blue starfish and a hereon that was beautifully graceful until it let out it's unbecoming squawk. Of course I forgot my camera as we walked through the fog, watching the reflections of the birds on the glassy water early in the morning. Tim went up to Oak Harbor to work and Tilly and I took the day to explore Coopville and find some trails and parks to explore.
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