Jinxed myself

I recently wrote a post about how I wish I had our house back, that I was sick of the banging done by the siding guys.  That's all done with, and it looks beautiful, and it certainly is warmer in here, but I had to laugh at this.

We had a plumber come to take a look at the pipes in the basement.  Something about containing the asbestos.  The guy was down there maybe two minutes and said, "No friggin way, I'm not touching that stuff."  Our landlord hired an environmental clean-up team who stopped by today.  They said there was more work to be done than originally thought, and that we will probably have to leave the house for several days while they work.

So yes, I got my house back, only to be told that I can't live here.  Oh, the irony.