You would not believe how badly it stinks. Not just fishy but old, rotting stinky~fishy. *sigh*
They redeemed themselves by replacing the old pine staircase with this lovely hardwood one. OT salvaged it from a condemned house & it was lugged over in a tinny, sanded back & oiled. We have been tripping over the stringers in the hallway for months, waiting on the boys finding a convenient moment while we wobbled up & down the old staircase in fear of life & limb. The backs are still to go on but they are usable & it is so nice... though the jury is still out so far as the cats are concerned. They lost a perching place.
The boys are gone again, of course. They have busy lives & OT has a wedding to plan but they have left me with all the fishy clothes to wash & the fishy bags to dispose of & beds to be stripped & remade. Just the same, I would rather be doing all that than have them never come at all. They are such busy, busy people & we have got used to being quiet. The halcyon days of carting ODD round Brisbane for whatever musical mania she was involved in are over & in all honesty ~ I do not miss them. I do miss the music & rehearsals but all that running? Nah. It is lovely to sit with the fire glowing, the rainbow lorrikets screeching through the trees & cats vying for space on my lap. Bliss.
Nice stairs! Your boys are quite the craftsmen, probably like their father.
ReplyDeleteReally all they had to do was put them together again but there was quite a bit of fiddling as obviously they weren't made for our space. I thought the open space would be our danger spot but it's actually the open backs as these stairs are narrower & shallower than the last set. I've put a foot through a couple of times & Marlow has decided her likes about 1/2way up only there's not as much room on the stairs as there used to be & he's a health hazard.
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