In which the Colonel and I tear down a wall.....

Sunday is the day that the colonel and both have off. So we were sitting in the breakfast nook, drinking coffee, and trying to figure out what to do with ourselves. For lack of anything better to do, we decided to tear out half of the wall between the nook and the staircase downstairs, so that we could have some more light in the kitchen.

Several hours later, when everyone was quite dusty, we had a very satisfactory hole which we will be making into a cunning knick-knack shelf ala Rob and Laura Petrie's house on Bonnie Meadow Lane in New Rochelle.

Of course, when you start something like that, something else always has to muscle in and mess with you, and this time it was the sewer. It got all backed up, and required a call from the plumber to straighten things out. Five Hundred dollars later, the problem was resolved and we can take a shower again, but it was a bit dicey there for a while.