three cheers for old houses: hip, hip, fuck it.

[constance]

So if you're anything like me, it has often occurred to you to wonder, in between rounds of reading porn on the internet, what happens to a sheet of plaster three feet long, two feet wide, and three quarters of an inch thick when it falls from a height of eleven feet.







Also, here's a gratuitous picture of the dog post-cleanup, because the camera was already out and because he was sitting so sweetly without even being asked. Amazing.

Comments

[thissugarcane.livejournal.com]

I will stop lurking long enough to reiterate the many "wow, what a mess, man!"s, take a moment to be really REALLY jealous of your flooring and your french doors (really nice details!), and aww the dog. :)

[tofty.livejournal.com]

The floors are very scuffed and scratched, especially in the front room here, which gets more traffic than anywhere else. One day, I'm going to get them fixed up, but in the meantime, it's kind of nice to have floors that I don't have to be obsessive-compulsive about. And I love my French doors without reservation.