Dusty dusty....

The renovation for our building is full steam ahead. According to one of our neighbours in this building, it is the first time in 50 years that the reno is this detail. I feel sorry for the workers doing the work. They grind and grind on the stairs and walls to make them smooth again. The fine white dust in the air, they have to breath in. No, they do not have industrial mask with filter. At most, they have a cloth wrapping around their noises and mouths.

Our apartment was invaded by those white powder all over. Walked by the door leading to the hallway just left me choking. Funny, I thought I have sealed the door last week with better stripping. After two days of that, I finally realized the door installer way way way back did not do a proper job. The dust was coming in from the bottom. Not the bottom of the door but at the bottom of the door frame. There was a huge crack, space or whatever you want to call it, I stuffed one of my old t-shirt into the crack; it was swallowed whole. The entire t-shirt! This is a temp solution. No more dust! I will have to a permanent repair later. Expandable foam, too risky. Did not know what damage I can cause. Potentially not able to close the door. Have to look for some insulation foam we Canadians are so fond of to insulate our houses. Anyone has extra, please mail me! Haha...

The dust, not just in our building but everywhere in the city. Progress. Or to beautify the city before the Expos. That's more the reason. So, expect NASA to have a photo with unusually high dust concentration along the coast here by the HuangPu River.

I don't usually wash my face when I get home; but lately I have been doing it at a regular basis.