I’m Baaaaack!

After a prolonged absence I've returned and assumed my responsibility as the chronicler of Brokeback Manor. Last week I pretended that Mitch had the house in move-in condition and sent up some of my furniture. Not so very clever-- what a mess! Mitch's idea of cleaning up falls very short of mine; it was a disaster.

If a client had done what I did I would have told them they were crazy, and I was. It was a desperate move(in). So anxious am I to be in my house I was just an aspic short of planning a dinner party. ‘Tis a good thing I don't have precious furnishings or things would have been really bad. Some work had been done since my last visit but in the usual Contractor Mitch-style nothing was completely finished. In order to appreciate the few photos I have of yesterday's fiasco, one must imagine if you will, that there

is a tub standing beneath this floor spout;

is a faucet installed at this kitchen sink;

are two lights above this bathroom counter.

In addition one must let your imagination believe that:

this painter's light is a decorative floor lamp and the leaning lumber panels are early Louise Nevelsons.

that the non V.I.P guest room furniture is not standing on a concrete floor but a plush wall to wall. 

This next picture was taken right after I explained to Ms. Biggs that dogs on the furniture would not be tolerated in the new house. Note the inner smile on her face!

We'll talk next week...