Day 2985 A flood of despair

17th October 2025

A message came in from the lady who had commissioned the kitchen island, she had a flood in the house and she feared the island was damaged. That was news I didn’t want to hear.

We got in the car and drove to her house.

We felt the pain in her eyes as she opened the door, Kelli gave her a hug, and as we entered the house we saw the extent of the water damage to the kitchen. Something happened in the bathroom where either a pipe burst or there was back pressure somewhere, but gallons of water soaked through the floor into the kitchen and down to the basement. I was nervous to see the island that had been moved into the living area. Now from the message I thought there was a massive crack, but actually there was nothing, other than a bit of movement in the timber itself. I gave a huge sigh of relief. I checked around the rest of the structure and found nothing that would need repair.

Panic over we returned home, I wanted to fit the panel under the buttress and bang in the last post. The final task will be fitting the gate, that will be tomorrow’s job.

I had a message from Chris the musician friend who was due to come tomorrow for a recording session, he couldn’t make it this week, maybe next. I was kind of expecting it, anyway it gives me a bit more time to relearn the software.

Kelli finished painting the large dresser leaving me to stain the base frame ready for the final finish.

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Author: peterb51

I am a practical person, I love making things, and especially working with wood. I appreciate good design, music and food.

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