Fifteen days ago I did a post about the radiator system being turned back after years of disuse.
And all went kinda sorta maybe well…save the parlor ceiling being damaged by a leaking radiator connection.
I am crossing my fingers that in a few days the radiator will be reinstalled — uneventfully — and the ceiling and oculus will be fully repaired.
While upsetting, none of this really freaks me out. I expect problems with old houses. I expect problems restoring an old house.
For, old houses are similar to life itself: Full of the unexpected.
And I am grateful when I can…do something.