Head? Meet Desk…part 2

Sara

Sitting in the loft, Bob overheard the following conversation from the living room: Kid Construction: I suppose we could do the ceiling first. Kid’s Partner: Don’t you need to put insulation up there first? Kid Construction: Oh yeah. I didn’t even notice that. Eh? So Bob started watching from his high vantage point. Kid Construction then proceeded to stuff wall insulation in the ceiling. Now, we know insulation is insulation, as long as you use… Keep reading…Head? Meet Desk…part 2

Head? Meet Desk…

Sara

So we found out yesterday that the wall needs to be fixed by MONDAY. We were originally told the 10th. That loses us 2 days. So Bob was playing phone-tag half the day trying to get things lined up for this weekend with the kid who’s going to fix the wall. I say “kid” because I’m pretty sure he’s barely old enough to drive much less be reconstructing the wall and gaping hole in my… Keep reading…Head? Meet Desk…

Legalese…

Sara

I worked for a property management company for nine years. Most of those years were a fiery pit of Hell On Earth. But despite the toxic environment and the fact that I worked in the accounting department (as opposed to the property management department) I picked up a few things about renting and the rules that apply. The last place we lived was the very first time I ever signed my name to a lease…. Keep reading…Legalese…

Lay low, be ready…

Sara

This makes absolutely no sense. But I’m not rewriting it again. On Saturday Bob and I went to my sister’s house for my Ellie’s birthday. My baby Ellie is EIGHT. My babies are no longer babies. And I feel very old. As we were heading home, there was A LOT of lightning all over the sky. No rain, no thunder, but endless lightning. We figured it was the horrible heat and humidity creating heat lightning…. Keep reading…Lay low, be ready…

Jinxed…

Sara

I need to stop writing “Closing” on my calendar. Every time I do—something comes along to fuck it all up. We had two bad rain storms and nothing leaked. Torrential downpour, scary high winds, can’t see out the windows, bad rain storms. Nothing. Leaked. So we had someone scheduled to come fix the wall—tear out the rest of the damaged drywall, put in new insulation, check for mold, fresh plastic, fresh drywall, tape seams, paint,… Keep reading…Jinxed…