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It’s the gift that keeps on giving…

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As you know we started the home renovation projects last summer…. and by now? I fully intended to be done, feet up and comfortably seated on our new furniture.

Meanwhile back at Casa River –

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten explores the changes…

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And while our contractor is prepping the floor…

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My husband was roped into cutting in the ceiling paint along the edges of the wall.

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Taking up the damaged sub floor sections, the contractor discovered tar paper …

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And one seriously, not even close to level, major hump in the middle of the room.

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Of course he did.

It’s our God forsaken cursed house after all.

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At this point? If he dug up a blackened corpse in a coffin covered in satanic symbols…

I’d just see it as explanation.

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That hutch is heavy, it’s easier to paint around than move.

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The new flooring?

It’s currently clogging up my kitchen.

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Easy to install?

Clearly it doesn’t know who it’s dealing with…

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Next project, though not quite a new one.

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Bedroom windows complete, work moved back to the living room.

Remember when we redid the beam?

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And replaced all the stained and damaged ceiling?

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It looked so much better..

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But it wasn’t perfect.

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There was a clear line of demarcation between the old popcorn and the new.

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And though the stains had been Kilz’ed, primed and painted… they didn’t match either.

At the time our contractor had other customers waiting for work, and knowing that we’d be replacing the floor at some point…. we opted to wait to fix the line and repaint the whole ceiling then.

Then is now.

You know something will go wrong.

Stay tuned….

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