Yesterday was one of those days when things got a little too much and too much of the mess entered into the house. The specialist in carpentry was here; he took out the rotted window sill in the sunroom, made a new one. Then they discovered more problem areas (rot) – my work area is dust-covered and dirty now. It’s the kind of dust that gets into everything – wood dust and sanded paint, plus the dust from the composite manufactured wood. But I had to leave all the windows on all three sides of the room open for hours. And now fine particles of everything are in it. More to the point (of upping the stress levels) was the noise. The combination of incessant traffic noise with frequent and regular, nearly-but-not-quite constant noise from the carpentry (including the deck reconstruction, of course) was nerve-wracking. I also had to keep all the doors unlocked and even ajar because at some point they were going to be primed, which then didn’t happen till nearly 5p.m.
I’ll be glad when this is done. I feel like I haven’t had control over my time for a while now.
And now the fluffy white clouds in the blue sky are drifting more overhead as a solid cloud bank on the horizon over the ocean pushes them inland. We’re expecting possibly severe thunderstorms this afternoon, which is too bad since it will hamper completion of the work, especially finally caulking/ fixing the gutter that kicked things off when, all those months ago, I fell through the deck board which had rotted away under the incessant dripping from that stupid leak.