Two weeks into demo and much progress has been made. Thumbelina has been razed. We now have a shell, literally. The tipsy floors are problematic. We will need a hydraulic jack to level a corner in the kitchen. The great bead board wall most likely not make the cut. The tongue and groove ceiling might survive. Might. The moving of thumbelina in the 30's left her seriously lopsided. It is charming, to be sure... My craftsmen do not agree. They cannot adjust cabinets and floors and new bath fixtures to accomate the charm. None of my very skilled craftsmen have looked askance nor fled. This is encouraging! My youngest very very skilled son DID shake his head... He refrained from saying we are nuts. It appears the sky must rain money or the house on Lexington Road must sell! The renovations are going to far exceed what we originally planned.... That's the way it goes in rehab.
We are taking a much needed holiday from house wrecking(me) & legal wrangling(WFS). Tonight we'll camp in West Virginia. The temperature is predicted to drop into the mid twenties. If we don't freeze tonight, we'll be sleeping in much comfort with Christopher, Audrey and Colin in Philly tomorrow night. My number one son turns 44 on Sunday. As cliched as it sounds, it seems like yesterday when he was born. And I would add, it keeps getting better and better.
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