Well, my house inspection went really well, all things considered. Only a few small things to fix before the inspector comes back tomorrow, and then we can (hopefully) move in.
I look forward to this, because I am tired of hanging out of windows as I scrape 50 year old paint off of the sashes outside and reapply new paint with naught but my one foot hooked around the ledge to support me.
Actually, I don't mind that part so much.
The part I mind is where Boy What Carries Things bursts into the room of wherever I am doing this and shouts, "OMG ANNIE WHAT ARE YOU DOING YOU ARE GOING TO FALL AND BREAK YOUR ASS IN HALF AND DIE AND WHAT WILL I TELL YOUR CHILDREN WON'T SOMEONE PLEASE THINK OF THE CHILDREN OMG."
Look, if you're worried about me falling, don't pop 'round corners unexpectedly and scream.
I'm just sayin.'
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Malanderer, Badlander and Thief, Est. 1982
All the same, baby. All the same.
"You never know what I'll do. I've resequenced my show. I'm a master at sequencing. I'm the one who sequenced for Fleetwood Mac. I sequenced 'Rumours.' Everyone loves my sequences. They're fun.''
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