Regular readers will recall that in November last year, we suffered a not-so-minor flood event at our home. It's taken a long time to dry out the house, then repair the damage, but yesterday the final repairs were completed, and the job is done at last.
Now comes the not-so-minor job of restoring all our furniture and fittings to their rightful places, installing new shelves in our pantry (the old jerry-built ones had to be removed to install new flooring), and generally put the place to rights. I've been hard at work re-sorting and re-shelving all our books over the past week - the old chipboard-and-veneer shelves, bought more than two decades ago and having been through several interstate moves, began to buckle when moved after the flood, so we've replaced most of them. Between us we own several thousand books, so re-shelving them is a big, slow job, but we're getting there. Today will see us erecting new pantry shelves, moving the contents of the kitchen back to where they should be, and rearranging the dining area. There'll be plenty of that over the weekend, and more to follow.
Looking back, it's taken us about two and a half months from discovering the problem to getting the final repairs done. That seems unconscionably long if you're accustomed to suppliers, vendors and workers who have all they need to get the job done, but a big part of that time was taken up in ordering and waiting for supplies. The supply chain crunch is far from over, and a surprising amount of stuff is still not freely available locally.
On the other hand, we're enjoying our new dishwasher, bought to replace the old unit that began leaking uncontrollably and caused the mess. We bought a Bosch unit, largely on the recommendation of readers who commented, and are very satisfied with it. It takes longer to wash up than the old unit, but does so using less water, and cleans better, too. Our cats are still wary of the red spot it shines on the floor while running (because it's so quiet that without the light, you might not realize it was operating). They're used to red lights being something they chase around the house. One that sits there for two hours and does nothing is very frustrating to them!
Oh, well. Back to work!