I sit here sweltering having to close windows when cars and fumes are racing out there. It is 88 degrees in this front room I am sure it is close to 90 where the computer usually is.
As I was doing emails etc this morning I heard a rapping sound. Couldn't tell whether it was upstairs or downstairs. I was in flip flops and underwear because it was hot and I had stepped in dog shit earlier. Really in no mood for a visitor. But it was the contractor here to measure the windows. He said he probably should have called. I told him I do not answer the phone. ( also I doubt he has my phone number so. I kept my distance while he measured them all. He even measured the front windows. I said they still work. He said my brother wants me to be happy. I said I AM happy. Felt like saying do not press your luck.
Just a guess but this has been going on since around 2015 when the left side of sun room window blew out in a severe storm then 2019 the tornado blew out the right side of kitchen window and finished off the sun room window. It is tough circulating air in here.
so I am sure I will fill up THIS rant day by day until the work is complete.
There were some annoying revelations in the short time he was here. I will have to remember to shut the fuck up and not even hint at any controversy.
He said he will get estimates here and in New York.
we will see.
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