14-VIII-2013.
We agreed that the upper terrace door isn't worth fixing, there's always a risk of it falling out again (I screwed that up back in 1991 when I poured polyurethane foam around but didn't brace it from inside, so the frame is about 2mm narrower in the middle - it pushed out the pane once during a storm, and it never closed again). So we had the masons take it out. This picture was taken before they started, this is the old doorframe, with its shade still hung.
The ladder is the same old one that I made back in late eighties, as we were building the house. The heap of sand and the rope on a pulley were used to make the plaster - having finished the walls, the majstors went to plaster them all over. This will take a whole week. Even with outer walls being lower, there's still a lot of surface to be covered.
They hoisted the frame down, and I took the measures - 209x79 - for which I went to the back terrace to get a tape measure, just to make a point because the Ličanin worker mocked the other guy for not having one in his pocket. I didn't go upstairs today, as the ladder is now in front, and reaches maybe 20cm above the floor - didn't trust my skills to serve me on the way down with the camera dangling on my neck and shoulder.
She took Neša on a bike to the big lumberyard on the east exit of the city (not that far, perhaps 2,5km) and got a door, same brand and type as the windows.
Go went to the police again to see what's up with her ID and passport renewal. When she went two months ago, the dialog with the clerk led to the conclusion that she, as an american citizen, may have had to denounce serbian citizenship (technically not, the US don't know that it was serbian in the days of SFRY, so she denounced yugoslav citizenship, and that country is no more, anyway). So the clerk told her to write an application, with attached biography, to the Ministry of interior, which she did, and got no response. This time, a different clerk... and no memory of her previous visit anywhere. So "where's your old ID?" - "lost it" (it was in the bag, actually). "OK... fill this form... don't know your old ID number? Let me pull that for you...". Got her pics taken, gets her ID and passport next wednesday. Amnezija, amnestija ("amnesia, amnesty" rhymes in serbian). If the response from the ministry ever arrives, she can just file it somewhere deep in her paperwork.
Was busy all day, actually, with fixing a few mysterious bugs in the web app. Fixed the nasty ones right away (the multiselect boxes not saving), because I found the cause the night before. Other stuff was a tad nastier, but managed to pull that by 20:03 (had a build of Feds, 5.3.5.32, posted then). After that had a long session with Nina, and we didn't find out why doesn't my solution work on her side (nor on our support server).
Mentions: Feds, Gorana Sredljević (Go), majstor, Nenad Berger (Neša), Nevena Sredljević (Nina), in serbian
13-XII-2021 - 31-X-2025