Living with broken

Sometimes it's easier to live with "broken" than to do the work to fix it, isn't it? 

We've had a broken, ugly ceiling in our dining room for over a year now.  One of the boards in the drop ceiling broke and came through the (pretty old) sheetrock.  As all of the sheetrock looked like it was going to follow sooner rather than later, we finally decided to bite the bullet and deal with the mess of renovations.

And messy, it is.  Brian has taped plastic over the doorways and small window between kitchen and diningroom.  This contains the mess and keeps dust from spreading all over the house.  It also means we have to go through the back door to get to the kitchen.  If we want to get in (or out) the rest of the house, we're currently using a window on the front porch.  I assure you, this is more than humorous.

However, if you should appear with a camera of any sort, you will be detained in my basement for the rest of your days.

It was easier in the short-term to ignore what needed to be done.  I have a feeling once this is done, we'll only wish we'd done it sooner.  Probably true of many things in life...