Bless My Uncle B.

I called him to see if the estimate I got on shoring up the rest of the ceilings was reasonable and I told him how I’m just sick with the idea that ever pop or snap in the house is a nail popping out of the ceiling joist and he pointed out that I could measure the ceiling height at the wall and the ceiling height in the middle of the room and voila! I would know if the ceiling was sagging.

Of course, I can’t find the tape measure, but it still makes me feel better.