Now the changes are coming rapidly.
This hole beneath the master bath tub keeps getting bigger for reasons that aren’t entirely clear to me. By the way, the tub, despite its resemblance to a sarcophagus, is staying.
I’ve decided to spare everyone (including myself) the pictures that Spouse took while using a black light to identify the pet stains. Suffice it to say, we are going to seal everything, and we aren’t going to salvage any carpet. Sigh.
Last, but not least in my mind, which is yearning for spring and gardening, the future orchard grew to nine trees with the addition of an apricot, a lapin cherry, a nectarine and a plum.
It is such a relief to see things moving forward, and I’m starting to see glimmers of the house I see in my mind’s eye. Very exciting.