My grand plans for the inside of the house were put on hold when we realized that the leaky chimney couldn't wait any longer for repair...not an easy feat on a 3 story building with slate roofs, but the culprit has been repaired and we await confirmation that it is leak-free...here's hoping.
Meanwhile, there are a few projects going on inside la gare...mainly, replastering the stairwell which up until now had been covered with flaky orangy-brown lead paint; drywalling and insulating the bedroom walls; and smaller projects like running electrical outlets to the places where our original electrician had neglected...
Seems that every winter while I work 14-hour days in a less-than-satisfying job in frigid New England, I start day (and night) dreaming about moving over there...packing up the husband and 2 yr old and enjoying the life of a place far, far away, with good food and excellent wine just a short bike ride away and the marche or vignoble...a bit idealistic? Perhaps, especially when bike riding is no less feasible over there in the winter than it is here, but France is calling nonetheless...
