Okay, I know you were all waiting for the update and pictures of the progress on my house, but there are no pictures, because there hasn’t been any real progress. Contractor Mitch had to cancel our meeting last week, but I went up on Saturday to take a look. As explained to me, the progress I didn’t see is the non-visible kind—progress that takes place behind walls, under floors, etc. There was some evidence of work, as the coils for the radiant heat floors were there (thank you Joe, or whatever your name is, the plumber). The most exciting part of the day was when Biggy found a field mouse in a pile of wood and spent her time barking, circling, and wagging her tail in hot pursuit of this wild game. PETA members do not fret; she didn’t catch it. We both left frustrated. The leaves have changed but that was about the only thing. Our new meeting date will be Friday, and hopefully we will see the skylights (sans glass) and window and door samples (sound vaguely familiar?).
One very nice thing I noticed is that Brokeback Manor seems to be Obama-land. I did not see many McCain signs in the (soon-to-be happy) neighbors’ yards. I guess there aren’t too many people earning over $250,000 in the hood. One probably won’t find many hedge fund managers there, unless they’ve come to throw themselves off the mountain.
Please rest assured, Interior Design, that I do intend to write more about my house. I know politics is not what you wanted my blog to be about, but it’s just so hard this time of year not to talk election. This, and the lack of progress, has turned me into the fierce political pundit you are reading now. Hopefully this week will bring with it many new helpful insights, as well as photo documentation of my not mid-century, not post-modern, not all-glass house. If the election does not go democratic, I could always put the house on casters and push it up to Canada.