In late November I discovered that a pipe had cracked in my master bathroom and water had leaked into one of my closets. I didn’t discover it until I noticed mold. I couldn’t get into that closet in my chair and had to crawl back to assess the damage. I called a plumber and he fixed the leak but I had to get some guys in to get out all of the mold. They tore apart the vanity and the infected drywall in the closet and the bathroom. They also tore up the carpet. No great loss. This gave me an excuse to replace my 21 year old carpet in the bedroom with hardwood floors.

So I called up the guys who upgraded my bathroom and had them repair the damage in the bathroom and the closet. I also had them paint my master bedroom and my guest bedroom. They didn’t start until the week before Christmas. They ran into some additional plumbing problems and weren’t able to finish up before I left town to spend Christmas with my sister. They did get that part of the bathroom fully functional and were able to rebuild the vanity. That’s the roll under sink so I was glad to get it back.

I also had them widen the closet doors in both closets so now I can roll my wheelchair in.

The guy can’t come back until Monday to finish up so I had the floor guys come in and pull up the carpet and put hardwood floors in both bedrooms. They started on Tuesday and finished on Wednesday.

All my clothes are in the family room.

One closet is finished so I’ve been washing clothes and putting them back in the one closet that’s finished. This is all shirts, some I haven’t seen, let alone worn, in many years. So I’ve been sorting them into trash, Salvation Army, and closet. I’ve also gone through slacks and jeans and thrown out the badly worn ones and thrown the ones I won’t wear into the Salvation Army pile. I found two pairs of double knit slacks. I prolly hadn’t worn them in over thirty-five years. I’ll wash the rest of the jeans and slacks when the other closet is finished on Monday.

I’ve already filled two large trash bags with clothes to throw out and I’ll prolly have two bags for the Salvation Army when I’m through.

The end is in sight.

My cats are glad as well. Sammy has been hiding under the couch in the library. How he can get under it is a mystery to me. Chloe has been under the bed but had a few rough times when the flooring guys were moving the bed around.

Soon everything will be back to normal at GOC Central.

Finally!