Wednesday, February 25, 2015
Yesterday I was gazing out at the big palm tree in the back garden and noticed it was laden with coconuts ready to harvest. I mentioned this to Fernando and he said he'd have someone take care of it in the afternoon. While I was away getting beaten at dominoes he brought a gent over who, I presume, climbed up the trunk and cut down great clusters of fruit. Here's what I saw when I got home.
But never fear! There are plenty more where these came from. In fact, here's next year's crop.
Tuesday, February 24, 2015
Thursday, February 19, 2015
Saturday, February 14, 2015
It's 3 o'clock in the afternoon and the workers are done for the day and for tomorrow. That gives us time to get a few things done over here.
|sofa repainted and looking fresh and bright|
|ditto the bookcase|
The kitchen walls have been repainted, the cabinets repaired and repainted inside. I can't wait to move back into it. It is such a big, bright spot to work in. This is the corner cabinet that was so moldy and scummy we thought it was going to have to be rebuilt. The top was cracked and looked like it was going to fall apart. The corner wall up to the window was black with mold. But now, good as new, smelling like a rose (or fresh paint!).
|kitchen corner, mold-free!|
Thursday, February 12, 2015
The living room walls are curing nicely as the gang moves on into the kitchen to finish repairs to the cupboards, walls and shelves.
|sofa wall with cal, a white cement that helps hold paint.|
|this wall is so smooth. ready for paint in a couple of days.|
I think I have come up with a new tiling project for Eve. I’ll explain what I have in mind ~ and why ~ after I talk to him and see if he thinks it’s actually possible.
Just finished reading “All the Light We Cannot See” by Anthony Doerr. Quite a wonderful story. I recommend it with 4 ****.
Wednesday, February 11, 2015
(The reason this print is so odd is I did not originally write in in Blogspot.)
I have very little internet time ~ maybe 5 minutes after the workmen have left. We scurry over to the house, hook up the modem, send and receive in a flash and then come back to the apartment. I am writing this on MSWord and will copy and paste it onto the blog tonight. It’s quiet in the apartment right now so it’s a good time to get caught up. Mr. C has taken Jack into Tecoman to do battle with Telmex over his lack of phone and internet lo these 13 days. The rumor was that technician would be in town either Monday or Tuesday but alas, nada. So Mohammad is going to the mountain to see if he can get some action.
More information about what we’re doing to the house. The living room walls have been patched, re-patched and then patched again over the years. The “sofa” wall is a weather wall. It’s on the east side of the house that gets all the rain. The cement has become porous over the years, holds the moisture, the paint bubbles up and looks awful. Then the cement cracks and there you have it. So we decided the only thing to do is to take it down to the bones and start again. Monday morning Jaime and co. started in, as you saw in last evening’s posting. When they were finished we had two Greenwich Village loft-style walls which I sort of like but aren’t really the style of the house. They also opened up some large sections of the ceiling where water had leaked through the impermeablizante and membrano that cover the roof. (That needs to be completely redone, too.) Yesterday they spent sanding the bare bricks to a smoother finish, enclosing some exposed electrical lines in new plastic hosing, and then re-cementing. The new cement was smoothed, the wite Cal was slathered on, and walls will now cure for a few days before they are painted.
Meanwhile, the workers will move on to the kitchen. The same thing needs to be done but only on the east wall and on a smaller scale. One of the countertops is beginning to crumble from beneath and the tilehas cracked and has to be taken up, the structure rebuilt, then the top retiled (another job for Eve). Everything gets very moldy in the cupboards and drawers but by emptying them all out before we go and leaving the doors and drawers open we might not have as bad a case of mold and stink. That’s the plan for the season’s departure.
When we went over to check on progress in the mid-afternoon, the place was a mess; cement droppings from the front door down the hallway up the stairs and into the living room. Dust an inch thick. I groaned inwardly, thinking of the horrendous cleanup we’d have. However, when we went back last night at about 7:30, it was absolutely pristine; not a fleck of cement where it didn’t belong, no dust, no debris. I remember Jaime’s rules of engagement the last time he worked in our house: nobody leaves until everything is cleaned up and put away. He does a walk-through while his crew awaits the verdict.
Tuesday, February 10, 2015
Here's what has happened so far. It looks like we've been hit by heavy mortar fire.
This is the "sofa" wall.
This is the "bookcase" wall opposite the sofa.
Here's what's left of our walls, in a pile on the streety1