09:10 – It was 66.3F (19C) when I took Colin out at 0730 this morning, sunny and breezy. We had a thunderstorm overnight, but only about 0.3″ (0.75 cm) of rain.
I finally got a call back from the State Farm claims person late yesterday afternoon. She said to go ahead and have our contractor rip out the carpet and ceiling wallboard but not to make any permanent repairs until they could get an adjuster out to look at the damage. She also suggested we get a quote for repairs and if possible have a contractor rep present when the adjuster comes out. The adjuster is supposed to call within 48 hours to set up an appointment. She said the adjuster would write us a check on the spot to cover the costs, less our deductible, of removing and replacing the damaged stuff. Presumably they’ll adjust that upward if necessary after the work is finished. They did that the last time we had a claim, which was a long time ago.
Our contractor was closed by that time, so I called them first thing this morning. They’re sending someone out today to look things over, give us a quote/estimate, and arrange to have the carpet and pad ripped out and hauled off, along with the wet insulation, ceiling wallboard, and so on. This is going to be an extended process. We’ll just have to live with it.
Barbara said yesterday she wanted to replace the ceiling with a suspended ceiling and the carpet with ceramic tile, regardless of what the insurance would pay for. She also made a good suggestion this morning. Herschel had to rip out some wallboard in the master bedroom closet to get to a joint behind the sinks in the master bath. Barbara suggested that instead of replacing the wallboard that we have them install an access hatch/door there so that that joint remains accessible.
FedEx showed up yesterday with part of my latest Walmart order, which included 16 more cans of Keystone meat. One of those was their canned turkey, which we hadn’t tried. So last night Barbara made a skillet dinner with the turkey, a jar of Bertolli mushroom Alfredo sauce, a couple tablespoons of onion flakes, and a pound of macaroni. It was simple but quite good. I told her the turkey tasted kind of like a combination of chicken and pork, so I was going to call it chork. Or perhaps picken.