It’s an odd day here at Colehaus. Not because workers are here fixing the hole in our ceiling, but because we no longer have a hole in our ceiling! Just when we got used to it, Mom and Dad go and have it repaired.
For those who might have forgotten how it looked for one year, one month, and 21 days:
Ceiling damage from shower leak, March 2022
All that’s left is for Mom to lightly sand in a few spots, paint the entire wall (due to texture overspray), and paint the ceiling, neither of which she says will happen before June or perhaps later. And that’s because Mom is beginning a 2-year training program at work that has switched up her schedule for a few weeks. She says the drywall mud needs to cure anyway and we need to get used to having a whole house again.
So, I guess my schedule has changed too and because the workers are gone, I won’t be hiding out in my brother Quint’s super secret blanket fort anymore. I was just getting used to that!
Of course, even better would be scratching the cat tower (with its woefully ignored Toasty Cat bed as witness). Viola, why don’t you try teaching that sister of yours to scratch here and not the cabinets?