Not our shack

One day this week, I was quietly working in our home office while SB did some insulation work in the crawl space. The next moment, our bathroom sink had been pulled out and was lying in the hallway, while the bathroom vanity rested in the living room.

He had found a huge hole in the floor and wall of our bathroom, going straight into the crawlspace, which is basically outside. *sigh* Yet more evidence that makes us happy that the previous owners didn’t try to “fix” and “remodel” more. Within a couple days he had it patched up, making our bathroom feel much less like a basement, surprisingly, and the sink and vanity were back in place.

Then it was time for yet another trip to the home building store to buy supplies for yet more projects. We did not consider our house a “fixer-upper” like so many of the other houses we looked at. I shudder to think what life would be like in one of those houses.