The weather service here has promised rain twice over the last two weeks -- and it's rained once. We're supposed to get a storm this week, so I've finally achieved a modicum of garden work. The front yard tomatoes are removed, at least.
And I plan to put in some leafy green seeds to fill that front bed before the rain hits. Must
put up a little dog-proof fence, though. Taz likes to vault to and fro
over the bed when there aren't big plants in it.
Work has been challenging lately partly because my computer with all of my work-related files on it has decided to break in the power region. We thought a new cord would do it, but maybe it's broken more deeply inside. I'm going to try to figure out how to replace the port, but I'm not 100% confident that I will be able to. Fortunately I can use Eric's when he's not here, but it's a bit of a hassle.
Rain outside, water inside. The other day, I looked up from the bed and said, "Honey. . . looks like water in the ceiling." A leak we thought we'd taken care of hadn't been. Sigh.
After peeling off a bit of the thick ceiling paper, just to establish that it was, in fact, a leak, we went upstairs to the bathroom in question. Yep. A leak. So with a long weekend, we did the first two-thirds of the demolition.
Under the two layers of phenomenally ugly linoleum was particle board. Yes, home renovators, the spongiest of all underlayments, with no up-to-code pesky water barriers at all!
Now we try to figure out how to redo the bathroom so that it's functional, non-leaky, and hopefully much, much, much less ugly. I had hoped to go on vacation some day, but instead, we'll do a plumb-cation! Anyhow, showers are good. Both outside and in, but only with the right kind of materials!