Category: Old houses
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Crack
Deconstruction continued…. It rained buckets, and water poured through the holes drilled for the cable, and the supposedly repaired crack in the foundation. Mold colonized a wall in the basement, reaching from around the box for the cable, and the crack running from it to the floor. Everything got wet.…
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Tilt
Deconstruction continued… There was an enormous pile of wet leaves on one corner of our patio, the result of a November snowstorm in 2025 that prevented our lawn care service from finishing their fall clean up. I remember it made moving the snow off the driveway twice as difficult because…
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Fall in Winter
Deconstruction continued…. We spent Chanukah and Christmas quietly, lighting candles, watching our favorite movies, eating comfort foods, and opening gifts. On New Year’s Eve, we celebrated our 50th wedding anniversary playing games with a couple of friends. The new year rolled in and the contractor came to the conclusion the…
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Rehab Rehab
Deconstruction continued…. Words to the wise: NEVER, under any circumstance, put any type of floating vinyl plank flooring in a bathroom. It’s one of those choices a person who thinks ahead (not me, remember, I’m the one who bought a Smart Oven with tantrum issues) would never make because eventually…
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Eternal Recurrence
Deconstruction continued…. I read Also Sprach Zarathustra because John Gardner’s Mickelsson’s Ghosts—a novel I’ve read numerous times—made references to Friedrich Nietzsche’s book, and eternal recurrence. The idea that we are doomed to relive events in our lives over and over frightens me. I shudder to think of a life of…
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Half Bad
Deconstruction continued…. My head has become a catch-all of details and images from the past two years. Rising to the surface is acomment made by a dear, departed friend and teacher about a glass of wine: “You know how people are always saying that something isn’t half bad? Well this…
