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The curse of Eeyoredom
No, I don't think I'll ever rip that bunker off and have a downstairs bathroom put in. If I get this tizzied by roofers coming in every morning and doing obscure bangy things overhead, I can't imagine how fraught it would be to have notoriously unreliable workmen in the house, playing their notoriously unreliable workmen tricks. If I won a lottery and could hire an overseer, then maybe.
Guys did indeed come to strip my back roof midday, and then around 7:30 got the undrrsheeting stapled in place. The shingles will get put on who knows when. Tomorrow if I'm lucky, Monday if I'm not. Next door's balcony rails have been disassembled so things could be worse.
But I could really use that ativan that went walkies.
Guys did indeed come to strip my back roof midday, and then around 7:30 got the undrrsheeting stapled in place. The shingles will get put on who knows when. Tomorrow if I'm lucky, Monday if I'm not. Next door's balcony rails have been disassembled so things could be worse.
But I could really use that ativan that went walkies.