restoration saga: sick days and the real ceiling

I got out of tonight’s demolition because I have a migraine. It’s dwindling, but I’m in no condition to swing a sledgehammer. I’m bummed. The dog and I are having a girls’ night . . . sort of. I’m burying my face in the couch and cursing the light while she repeatedly flings her rubber chicken at me. We’re […]

restoration saga: birds and sparks

We bought a falling apart house. I owe you an explanation — but suffice it to say — Today we found dead birds – four – behind an attic bedroom wall. We discovered double drop ceilings and double paneled walls. In trying to wiggle an outlet free of said paneling I nearly set the house […]