I live in the Rectory. I am hugely grateful for this; where I am located there is no way I could afford to live in a house this large otherwise. No, I'd be in an overpriced and undersized apartment--not that I mind apartments--I don't, but living here is nice.
BUT....
The Rectory sat empty for three years, and was too often neglected for 20 years or so before that, so it needed lots of work. The vestry is committed to doing all they can to make it a nice place to live. They gutted the kitchen before I moved in and completely redid it. They pulled up all the awful wall to wall carpeting to reveal the very nice wood floors. They replaced all the windows. They landscaped the back yard.
Did I say I was grateful? I am.
BUT....
It is a work in progress, and often they neglect to tell me what is going to be repaired next and when. So it's my day off, and I'm sitting around in my jammies, blogging, drinking tea, paying bills on line, and not one but TWO different repair guys show up to work on the plumbing and the furnace.
And it's not the first time. Oh, no. Almost any day I decide to sit around in my jammies, someone is bound to show up for something.
Oy.
But I'm still grateful.
2 comments:
It's possible to be grateful and inconvenienced at the same time, I think! This is certainly a perfect example.
love it :)
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