In January, when it seemed like the California rains would never end, my roof leaked and the dining room ceiling collapsed. It’s now being repaired. In order to spare me (and my finery) from shards of fiberglass dust, the contractor has encased my bedroom and home office in what can aptly be called a giant zip lock bag. As I write this, my dog Rose and I are marinating on one side of the plastic, which may protect us from construction dirt, but not the noise. The cat refuses to come home during the day. The chaos is so unnerving, even my dreams are a mess. But I do have a new item for a, “things I take for granted” list: the freedom of being able to walk in and out of a room, without first reaching for the zipper.
Image: Crewelwork Picture, mid 1700’s, from Women Only: Folk Art by Female Hands
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