Or: In Which The Beckers Lose Two Ceilings In As Many Days To Water Damage. See those drops of water? This time, the kitchen ceiling is getting a soaking, as well as the upper cabinets and the bulkhead above them. It's coming in through holes in the roof, courtesy of our ongoing renovations. And unfortunately, there may not be much that can be done to stop the leaking until our new roof goes up on Monday. And super double unfortunately, it's pouring rain. Buckets. Torrential. Cats and dogs.
Needless to say, the stress of all this stuff is wearing on me. My head feels like I've been listening to jackhammers busting up concrete for the last two days. This is, in part, due to the fact that I have been listening to jackhammers busting up concrete for the last two days. Our construction crew had to cut through a foot and a half of apparently very, very hard concrete to make the opening into the new crawl space. In fact, the first jackhammer they tried wasn't big enough, so they had to bring an even bigger jackhammer in today to finish the job. It was even louder than you might imagine (this coming from someone who spends her days with six young children and nervous dog.) And as a bonus, hammering apart cement creates a large quantity of very fine cement dust, which eventually settles out into an evenly thick layer of powder that is now coating every surface in the house.
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