Conversation with my husband.... "Hey, Mom gave me her set of red glass dishes to put in the glass door hutch. In order to do that we have to jack up the floor first." Well, that was followed by an entire day of trying to access under the kitchen with two accesses we already have. Didn't happen. We created a 3rd. Got in a few feet, and dug out some dirt to get to the beam. Jacked up the floor only after an entire day of work, to find we have dry rot. Guess who is ripping out their kitchen floor? Yep. We can't do sister joists from the access. No room for anyone to get in. Seriously old house problems. Guess I'm gonna get new kitchen flooring out of this now. Just what we don't need. I may live with a wood floor until next year, and put new flooring in the kitchen. On the same day, after all that bad news, we went to town to pick up a new recliner we bought for Mom. We picked it up, delivered it, a...
Inklings from the Farmhouse, embracing balance and new beginnings.