Thursday, May 20, 2010

The Final Event

The day we packed up our house in Provo, my mother and Jim unloaded all of my sister Michelle's stuff into our house, where it would have to be stored while we waited two days for the moving truck to arrive.
When her hope chest was brought in, it just barely tapped the edge of the door frame between the kitchen and the mudroom, with the following results.
Apparently our house was only standing because of the mutiple layers of paint supporting the walls. It definitely wasn't the wood supporting it, because that has all been chewed into dust by hundreds of termites.
They came toppling out of the hole, and I am sure they were just as surprised as we were at what just happened.
We vacuumed up the mess and left the hole.
I really hope the house doesn't cave in on the next renter.
He seemed like a nice guy.

1 comment:

  1. WHY are they even renting that house still in that condition?! It looks like a disease!

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