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Guess how this happened?

If you chose "Attempted to set a mouse trap in the attic, tripped on a floorboard and stepped through insulation, almost breaking through the sheetrock and into our bedroom ceiling", you'd be bang on.

I know exactly what you're thinking. Clark Griswold in the attic in Christmas Vacation, right?

Yes, that was me, except I was dexterous enough to alleviate the pressure from my falling foot into ceiling by lowering my shoulder and taking the brunt of the fall on my side. At least that's what I think I did.

Your question should be: "When did that happen?"

My answer would be: "I don't know, like eight months ago."

And your next question: "When will you be fixing it, John?

My answer: "Whenever the yet-to-be-hired-painter is available to repaint our bedroom. Until then, we will utilize the power of prayer and hope no critters fall through the aforementioned hole and into our mouths while we are sleeping."

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Dec 31, 2020

This happens. My father was always very alarmed when his children went gallivanting in the attic.


Dec 29, 2020

Yikes and sorry, I had to laugh. But really, what a COVID-makes-for-a-crap-year reminder...every damn time, you look at the ceiling. Kinda your own Arrested Development scene...we all have husband almost started a fire in our attic while cutting a subflooring that had a live wire under it...thankfully, cause he's still alive, he saw the light...a spark really and knew what he was doing wrong.

Hopefully, for you and many others those painters will get vaccinated and be on the job soon. Course then you have to deal with the pleasure of COVID price increases. Life in America...guess, YouTubeing a fix isn't in the cards...or, you could panel you ceiling. Or, put up a fan...but, not a Hampton Bay Mara…


Dec 29, 2020

And once again you have started my day off with a smile and a laugh. When we were renovating our upstairs bathroom years ago, I heard a yell and came into our dining room to see hubby's legs dangling from the ceiling... along with a hundred years of dirt and horsehair plaster and lathe! It happens!

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