I have handrails. People showed up yesterday, but not until around 10:15 am. I texted our agent at 10:30 and told her “there’s two cars outside, they showed up about 10-15 minutes ago and they have yet to start, I’m going grocery shopping.” I’m not sure what time they actually started work, but I assume…
Hey y’all. Happy Thursday. All the usual stuff happening over here. Cat in the lap, something hot in a mug, front door is open, somebody puked. It’s supposed to be pretty cloudy today, which means it’s pretty depressing outside. I miss sunshine. I shouldn’t complain. Shawshank’s under severe weather warnings and could ice skate to…
The cats ate the cornbread, the steps are still dodgy, and I’m beginning to hate everything even more than I normally do.