We have some steps up the wall now but they're not finished. I think that means, 'we can walk the walk but we can't talk the talk.' So far I'm not the happiest about them but I suppose I'll haft to make do. It has and is supposed to rain today so I doubt we get them finished for a few days.
Other than that, things are just about as well as can be expected in a neighborhood of three retired families, and several weekenders that includes a homebuilder, two doctors, a tool and die shop owner, a sheet rock supplier and sheet rocker, a used car dealer, a plumber and one empty house. Always something going on around here. As far as I know there is only one work addict in the bunch. That would be our neighbor Dale. He is always doing something that either I help him with or feel guilty as all get out that I don't have the get up that he does. Hey! He's older than me too. If I could just get him interested in reading..................
Speaking of which I may read today while Glenda is at the dentist in Jeff City. The dentist found a problem of some kind when she was there last week and scheduled her to have it repaired today. Why didn't he repair it when he had her in the chair last week? Money! That's what I think. Two visit's pay him twice as much as one. The only guy I know who gets into your billfold via your mouth.
THE FOUR STAGES OF LIFE:
(1) You believe in Santa Claus. (2) You don't believe in Santa Claus. (3) You ARE Santa Claus. (4) You look like Santa Claus.
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