Sorry. That probably sounds like an uber-dramatic headline that ought to be over some long article about the Deep State and dark conspiracies within government.
Maybe another day. Today it refers to nothing more than the Great Foundation and Screen Porch Project, where strange things have begun to happen as we jack up the rear wall.
That all the drywall seams in the bathroom have popped I don’t mind. No surprise there. We were jacking right under the bathroom and such is to be expected. That’s why smart people (i.e. people not me) fix the foundation first.
But the troublesome former porch on the opposite side of the house has suddenly gotten 1/4-inch wider at the top — again. And that is serious business. Those who’ve been around for a while may recall the dramatic adventures that room has caused in the past. Given that it’s only tenuously a part of the same structure as the wing we’re jacking on, such a move is alarming. The reappearance of an old crack in the kitchen plus hints that the laws of physics are altering over the future screen porch … these things worry me.
We made remarkable progress yesterday. Yet the bubble-level says we still have a long way to go. I’m thinking maybe we just stop and call it good, other than some fine adjustments.
I’ll see what The Wandering Monk has to say when he shows up. But I didn’t get a lot of sleep last night.