"It Will Be Virtually Dust-free"

This is the state of our home currently. We've been through similar situations twice last year; first there was the "flood" and later, last summer, there was the interior house painting. I believe I have reached my limit, from a living-in-chaos standpoint. This is worse than, or at least as bad as, moving (the single thing that I detest the most in the whole wide world). Groan. So, why have the contents of three bedrooms and two baths all been emptied into the family room?

We're having some of the floors in our home refinished! 😣

 And so it goes. This is being done because of that afore-mentioned flooding. Almost a year ago, when the hot water came streaming from our finished second-story media room through the recessed lighting in the master bedroom and adjoining spaces, enough landed on the floors to cause the oak boards to cup and warp. We have been patiently waiting for a sufficiently long-enough drying period that they can be refinished without fear of them cupping back in the opposite direction. The time is now. The best benefit (I'm seaching for the silver lining here!) of all this are the new flush-mount oak floor-vent covers. 

Nice, huh? 

This almost makes all the pain of sleeping on a mattress on the floor in my sewing room worth it. My sense of adventure is seriously being tested, it is a scavenger hunt right now to find what I need, somewhere in that BIG PILE, just to get dressed and ready for the day.  The first finish coat was applied today. Friday and Saturday will each see an additional coat. Then it all needs to dry. Sometime next week the rooms can be reloaded. Not everything is going back in either; closets harboring unused and forgotten items will be neatly reorganized, some trips to the dump and to charitable organizations are already being planned. Now, that makes me happy! It will all be worth it. I remember when the floor guy came out after the flood, all those many months ago; he told us that there was nothing to worry about, they could take care of all the damage that had been done. Then he spoke the five words that I wanted to believe, with all my heart and mind: "it will be virtually dust-free". Suffice it to say his idea of virtual reality and mine are worlds galaxies apart. It's okay. I have some really good dusting tools! 

Life is Good!

Stay tuned for a quilty post tomorrow... it's about time, right?

Under Water

So, if you read my last post you know that we had been floating, on a boat, for two weeks. We returned home in the wee hours of Wednesday morning this past week. Tired after two flights across the country to get back home, I put off the task of unpacking until Wednesday afternoon. I was in the middle of the process, had just carried a load of laundry to the other end of the house when I heard a strange noise coming from our master bedroom, a noise I couldn't identify; I thought maybe Hannes had gotten into something, I headed back to the bedroom and couldn't believe what I found. Hot water was gushing, full force, through the recessed lighting surrounding the tray ceiling in our bedroom! The nightstands, lamps, bed (bedding, mattress) carpet, and floor were all being flooded. I shifted immediately into high gear pullling furniture out of the way and grabbing towels all the while calling, loudly, for my husband to come rescue me!  It turns out that the hot water supply line to the kitchen sink in the theater room (converted attic space) had blown loose from the fitting, in turn flooding the kitchen above before it made its way to our bedroom below.  Mr. Goodneedle was able to get the valves shut down and we salvaged as much as we could. It turns out that an adjoining bedroom as well as our master bathroom suffered water damage too. A call to the insurance company resulted in a disaster relief company responding with big guns-- hugs fans, dryers and dehumidifiers; they've been running non-stop for days. Oh, the noise in here! It sounds like we live at the airport right now with jet engines surrounding us. It's too early to tell how much long term damage has occurred just yet, time will tell. I keep reminding myself that this nightmare and resulting chaos is only temporary. We know that were very lucky, if this had happened even one day earlier it could have been an epic disaster, property-wise. How quickly our position shifted from being on top of water to under it!

  

I am counting my blessings today (with my fingers in my ears). 

Life is Good.