...and I said adventure. Well, the DinkyDo had its first crisis when, uh, the kitchen ceiling fell on our heads. Drops of water were spotted on Wednesday evening, which we assumed were a leak in the roof. A widening crack appeared on Thursday night (an appointment with a handyman had been made for Friday morning), and minutes later--"here it comes!" Luckily, I have cat-like reflexes and jumped back as it fell. Mr. Do got hit on the leg with the heavy, saturated 3/4 inch plaster-infused 50s-era ceiling. After freaking out for an hour, we managed to clean it up. The culprit was a leaking a/c drain line running above us. It is startling to realize how little you know about the mechanics of a home, but I do know we're lucky. It happened in the kitchen--where we do not have wood floors, no one was hurt (especially kitty Captain Shorty or any visiting children), and we have insurance and were here when it happened. So, alls well that ends well, the a/c drain line was repaired and a layer of drywall is already up, and it'll be fixed soon.
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