OK, so it sounds a lot better than it actually was. She was blonde and cute and SELLING ME WINDOWS. She had to measure the size of the current window. (For those who aren’t paying attention, like someone whose initials are SUN K BAE, the window is old, aluminum and rattly. So rattly that if the wind hits it a certain way, it makes a sound louder than any alarm clock I’ve ever heard, but I’ve never been a fireman so maybe it’s as loud as a fireman’s alarm clock. I don’t know.)
So, what really happened today was getting pricing on a window for several thousand dollars, plus the garage door falling completely apart, and finding a rotted sewage pipe that I couldn’t fix very well. So, not only do I get to fix the foundation and the window, but I also get to pay for plumbing repairs.
Here’s what my friend Greg calls a shitty picture:
While I can make it sound like I had a good day (the whole girl in my bedroom for the first time in, what, four or five years) it wasn’t like someone sent me a bunch of ice cream or something.