We bought our 1962 ranch from an older man who was a little
Unfortunately 'still good' is no longer good enough! Tonight I went downstairs to find my storage & staging are flooded by a steady drip from a corroded joint. The water pooled out and then the same area rug that keeps my tootsies toasty in the winter wicked all the water through my entire craft room! The main 'living' part of the basement is still dry -- including Mr. KV's man-cave (that's a relief!) -- but Kitschy Vintage land is a soggy mess and every box is soaked.
So Mr. KV and I just finished moving everything that's dry off all of the surfaces so the restoration people can come in dry it all out (after the plumber fixes the latest corroded pipe failure).
Some things that didn't get wet were a quilt my great-grandmother made, my dad's ukelele, my grandmother's (broken) violin and all of the family pictures stored in the basement. This is just another reality-check reminder that it's all just STUFF and most of it has very little real importance!
Now, maybe I'll get around to telling you about my newest project tomorrow, after clean-up has begun.