Would it be weird if I stared at you all day?
I went back to work a couple of weeks ago, after having several months off, and that's when the construction started in earnest. Today is my day off, and the framers are here. (I'm pretty sure that's what they are.) The first hour they were here, I was popping around the house, from window to window, watching them. It got weird. Now I'm sipping my coffee and sitting in the massage chair and watching them through the sliding glass door. That's less weird, right? A LOT has happened since my last post, but with me being so used to being a lady of leisure and then suddenly going back to work full time, I've neglected to keep you informed. They replaced the sewer line and filled the dirt back in, so now our front yard is the barren wasteland it used to be and no longer a pile of holes and dirt. Bonus, in tearing up the yard to replace and install everything, they also tore up a lot of the vegetation that we hated! I'm being serious here. I imagine