Laurel Street Blog

Monday Deadline: Home Appraisal

Posted on: May 16, 2009

Sheesh. I wish I were doing more fun things around the house this weekend but I’m stuck doing detail work. The bank is sending an appraiser as part of our refinancing homework Monday morning.

One job already under my belt for today:  I repaired the 150 year old bathroom doorknob that literally came off in my hand the other night and kept me trapped in there for 20 minutes until I could raise a sufficient rescue alarm. Antique charm, right?

So it goes… a little caulk here, a little paint there. Cleaning out the storage room, whacking back some overzealous ginger plants, sweeping pavers…

But if there was one thing I wish I could have FedExed to the house my 9:30 Monday morning it would be a substantial, historic mailbox. Not that I mind the one we have – it simply amuses me to no end.

A Victorian Specimen - You can't find these at Lowes or Home Depot, dang it.

A Victorian Specimen - You can't find these at Lowes or Home Depot when you are on a deadline, dang it.

What’s funny about a mailbox? Well, it’s A) the wrong type of mailbox, B) it’s incorrectly affixed to the front iron fence by previous owners with rope and C)  then it was incorrectly fixed again with bailing wire!

I know, I know. It's a scandalous state of postal affairs. But it just tickles me. Except when it has rained.

I know, I know. It's a scandalous state of postal affairs. But it just tickles me. Except when I find that it has rained.

It’s a typical New Orleans thing to be amused by something like this. And it’s a pretty New Orleans attitude to just let things be. But I have a feeling this thing will be gone by Monday a.m.

3 Responses to "Monday Deadline: Home Appraisal"

With you on this one Nate – we had to do the same with ours recently ‘cos all the bills got ruined each time it rained – what a tragedy, not!
Millie ^_^

love this! what a darling blog you have. thank you for your comment today!

So tell us!!! How did it go? Hopefully the Appraiser didn’t get stuck in the bathroom!
Sort of like the front door of the store – handle comes off in your palm if you don’t turn it first. Why not fix it? Because to do so would mean removing the fleur de lys facemount on the outside. So, every man who comes into the store vows to fix it for me, and then concludes “hmm…can’t be done. You’ll just have to live with it.” And so I do.
And I love your mailbox just the way it is – but it never rains in Tiger Stadium so what would I know, right???

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Nate and Louis

Well, hey there. I'm Nathan and this is the Laurel Street Blog. It's a place for talking about design, decor and DIY (with small amounts of snarkery snuck in). I'm a pretty restless guy who loves house projects and lives in a 150+ year old cottage on Laurel Street in New Orleans. Since the house always has something going on with it (or falling off of it) I'm subsequently blessed with a never-ending supply of Web content to share. Oh - and you can drop me a line anytime Enjoy!

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