Good luck! Where are you going?

Where are you going?

Blackfinn

We just had a conversation about how he sweats so much and it's embarrassing. Yep, he's flirting. I told him to get his blood pressure checked.

Sweet MoG, he's been here almost THREE HOURS and the job's still not done. There's been no difficulties at all, he's just talking!

I recently decided that while we are in a drought/under water restrictions it would be irresponsible of me to try to sprout avocado trees, pineapple plants, etc. I just threw away an avocado pit for the first time in quite a while. Makes me a little sad, I have to say.

Sounds like the time to point out the time he's wasting and ask what his ETA is on the job.

The insurance adjuster called with good news. Since the damage was due to freezing and it wasn't my fault, they're covering the repair/replacement of the busted outside pipe too. That'll save me a nice chunk of money. Whew. AND they cover cleaning the carpet as part of the mitigation, and the carpet people said they'll clean the part that was actually flooded as well as "traffic" areas, which is exactly what I've been wanting done but was too cheap to pay someone to do. Strangely, this little disaster seems to be working out in my favor. I mean, I still have to pay for a new water heater, but that was inevitable, and if not for this, I might have put it off too long. That old heater was 8 years past its expected lifetime and severely corroded. If it had busted and flooded the house, that would have been a much bigger disaster.

Oy, Zen.

ETA glad to hear the insurance is working out! They are pretty afraid of liability for mold these days, from what I understand.

Oh Jesse, I'm sorry, but you're probably right about Father's Day. Wish I had some mental armor for you.

-t, I have an avocado I sprouted guilt free, because didn't know what water hogs they were, but even so I feel like backyard fruit trees get a pass because I don't actively water them as such, they just get fed along with the roses, and the roses are watered by drip irrigation. (Even so, I did find myself wistfully contemplating the mango pit before deciding probably not the time to try and grow one.)

That'll save me a nice chunk of money. Whew.

Yay for some good news, Zen

Yay for smaller disaster, if there had to be one at all, Zen. And Oy, for the sweaty talker. Maybe, put on the biggest set of headphones you have?

Steph, hummus and crudites, cheese and olives and instead of egg salad, just halve the hard-boiled eggs. Finger food is all good when it's hot. Fruit, maybe?

I had fresh roadside stand strawberries--small ones, red all the way through, eat 'em now because they won't last--and plain yogurt for lunch yesterday, and for dessert last night, a fresh peach, cut up, with more yogurt, and garnished with fresh cherries. Fruitopia, I tell you what.