Today the true chaos of renovation begins, and I wish I were on a beach in Tahiti. Today we had to explore the lovely pillar between my dining-room and kitchen.
A few years ago I was sitting in my kitchen when to my horror, I saw termites emerging from the pillar. I sprayed Raid, and my termite man, Richard, came to insert anti-termite plugs all around. Obviously, without much success, because when the wood was pulled off, this is what we saw:
Riddled. Holy. Appalling. Richard is coming back Friday. In the meantime, Kevin is going to install steel beams to hold up my house.
Today I’m supposed to be moving into the basement, but now we’re figuring out what’s next. My house is upside-down, everything is covered with drop cloths and in boxes, and I don’t know where anything is. I’m a tiny bit frantic. But yes, it’s very good we discovered this before the ceiling fell in. Curse you termites! A few years ago they devoured the entire back of my house, so I guess a beam isn’t too bad. And maybe the ceiling around. And maybe more.
Sigh.
First world problems. Well, no, actually I’m sure termites are second and third world problems too, but at least I have Richard the termite man and the wherewithal to fix this. For good this time!
Ha.
