After two plus years of trying to get work done on the exterior of the house suddenly it is happening. Not one, not two, but three different sub-trades showed up this morning.
It is doubtful that everything will get done before winter brings a halt to working outdoors, but we should be first in line in the spring to get the rest done. What that means, however. Is that we will be living in a construction zone until the weather co-operates, sometime in March or April, until it all gets done.
It seems I have been trying for ten years to get my stash under control, excavate Clutter Mountain, feel better organized in a space that has too little room for that to happen. Now the chaos has been ratcheted it up even further. Hopefully by the end of next year we will be able to set the house to rights. Of course I also have an extremely heavy schedule next year with weaving for sale, teaching (especially if all the Olds classes I’ve set time aside for, go) and finishing The Book.
Wish me luck!