Wrote a rant and opted to not publish it. Whine only goes with cheese and crackers. The Craftsman has been working on so many projects. The dishwasher was fixed a while ago, this week the washer was fixed (it was so odd needing to go to his mom’s to wash clothes and bring them back to dry here..a lot like being in AK!), and now he’s working further on the window he started on Monday’s holiday. Alas, this house is a bit of an onion. It was supposed to be a fairly simple fix, replacing a window. However, the window he’s putting in is smaller and when he took off siding, he discovered no wrap had been put under it (he had found this elsewhere, but he was really hoping the previous owners had done a little !), and he found some boards rotted. He also learned the old window had been put in by someone who had, semi-neatly, cut off two supports that were supposed to be load bearing. He replaced those first. If we ever sell this house, I’m not sure how I’ll keep my mouth shut about the stupid things that have been found. We cannot afford to have the siding all removed so the house can be wrapped and then have the siding replaced and repainted. It will be spendy enough to put in a new foundation. He’s fixed a few things, but we need a contractor. I realise the house was built in 1910, but seriously, if you are going to do work on a structure, do it right!!!!!!
The eldest is having house trouble, too. He’s on the East Coast where there was flooding. His house wasn’t ruined by weather, though. His basement was flooded by a burst septic pipe. (sound familiar???) He figures that when his house realised it was ‘safe’ from the elements, it would make something happen anyway. (yes, he is certain his house has an evil sentience) When the plumbing company arrived, they discovered the pipes resembled that old windows pipe screen saver, some even going uphjill!! And his insurance company is doing some of what mom’s did. They won’t cover fixing the problem, they will cover the damage made by the problem. Hopefully, Strider will have much better contractors than the ones I did in Alaska.
This last week, I learned two good friends had died from Covid. One was a couple of years younger than myself and the other a nice, older lady. Both died a week agao Friday. Thankfully, my two got vaccinated on the Monday after. I get how many people don’t want vaccinations or hope that herd immunity will eventually kick in and are sure masks are useless. I agree it should be a choice and a person should have a waiver card to say it was opted out of. Yet, we get flu shots every year (most of us). This last flu season was so light, I’ve heard folks say it has been eradicated (maybe from wearing masks and washing hands so often??). Many of us have shot records from when we were kids and I needed both my tetanus and flu shots when in Alaska with mum (the former because mom’s house was rather icky in spots!). I never managed to get vaccinations for mumps, measles, or chicken pox..because I actually got them. The boys did, though. Well, Strider didn’t get the chicken pox one, but he managed to escape into the military without that disease and the shots he got there probably killed anyting living or planning on living in him. He figures those were good for at least 10 years. Those old fashioned diseases are back in our nation and that makes me sad. They also kill and maim. Little Bear did get fairly sick for 24 hours from his Covid shot, but he’s always taken everything to the extreme. (He’s never been in love before, hoping that experience is positive! Is there a vaccine for that???)
Meanwhile, the caterpillars are growing like crazy. Charlie and Alpha are a bit large and Pee Wee is catching up!! I was a tad annoyed to realise that although they are eating maple, they won’t eat just any kind of maple. So, the little tree in the yard is slowly getting snipped away to feed 3 caterpillars! I’m so glad not all 12 survived. I think the neighbor has a big leaf maple, but she had hers trimmed this spring and the leaved branches are a million miles up now. The Cats are fun to watch. You can actually hear them munching and crunching. They are so big, though, they are too heavy for the smaller leaves on my young maple and they droop to the floor of the container! Charlie and Alpha are almost ready to cocoon for the next 9 or 10 months, Pee Wee has a stage to go yet. Hoping they hurry up, the locust leaves are scattered in the grass like tiny gold coins, pocket change from hot summer days, surrounded by sunflower sentinels attempting to hold back the autumn.