It’s 12:45 and the contractor still has not appeared.
Good thing I got up early, got fully dressed, and got the kids breakfast, then cleaned up so we would be all ready at 9:30 when he said he would arrive to start demolition.
A quick text letting me know they would be later than anticipated would be very much appreciated. Contrary to popular belief I do not live to sit at home and wait on someone to show up whenever they feel like it.
In other Castle House news this happened.
That would be us in the local newspaper! They did an article about the letter in the stair post, plus a notecard I found under the edge of the fireplace tiles that I never got time to write about. I found that when Misha and Mariana were here this summer.
I had intended for us to be wearing shoes during this. I’m mildly horrified that my bare feet were a feature article on the front page of section C. Oh well. I didn’t realize he took that picture of me bending over pointing out the location of the notecard! (Also, the missing tiles are in a box because my dear son kept taking them out and eating them and I got terrified of lead paint. The contractor is supposed to grout them back down, if he ever appears…)
What had happened with the lack of shoes was that the kids answered the door, the reporter and photographer were early, and I was rushing around cleaning up and trying to get everyone dressed and looking semi-presentable. Shoes were the last thing on the list, and since they came early the shoes never made it on. Such is life. I was going to wear my boots and a nicer shirt!
Henry was asleep (miraculously!) during the whole thing, so he isn’t in the picture. He had cried the entire day and I hadn’t even gotten a chance to shower.
Mom Life, it’s harsh ya’ll.
I’m going to go buy a copy of the newspaper and frame our article and pictures. That will be a fun memory of this house!
The reporter let me know that she’d gotten a call from Agee Lancaster’s 89 year old daughter. Agee was the eleven year old boy who wrote the letter. His daughter is very excited and would like to talk to me on the phone. I’m trying to figure out how to sneak away from the kids so I can call her without screaming in the background.
I hope we can stop buy and visit her and present her with the letter! I’m also hoping she has pictures of Agee because my imagination must see them ASAP.