Nigh onto 3 years ago, we moved to Elkhart. This house is very nice, but it had a few flaws. We got two important ones fixed today. There was one big step down to the garage. I always worried I was going to fall going down, and going back up was a struggle without a grab rail. Now, it’s two wide steps down, with a grab rail. It’s a lot easier for my wobbly old legs. Another flaw we got repaired was the gap at the bottom of the screen door from screened patio to the back yard. A few times mice sneaked through that gap and scurried into the house when we had the big sliding glass door to the house open. That door has no screen door. That meant when we’d open all the windows on a nice day, we couldn’t open the door to the patio. Now we can. I’d give our handyman a great review on Yelp, or something, but he says he has more work than he can handle.
I don’t know where I read it, but one of the differences between upper and lower class architecture is the ratio between the rise and tread of stairs. Steep stairs with narrow steps spells lower class spaces.
I finally got around to working on the balky drain on the back bathroom sink. I let the drain goop work for 30 minutes “for stubborn clogs,” flushed it with hot water. That helped some, but I had to use the force cup. (I call it the spucketa-spucketa thing.) That yanked up huge wads of gunk. It’s working a lot better.
I finished the Things I Ate As a Kid jigsaw puzzle, and I’m starting on the State Trivia puzzle. I laid out all the border pieces on the in progress side of the table, and the rest are on the other side. Those that didn’t fit there are in the upper and lower parts of the box the puzzle came it.
Dicey, some of the people who don’t like cilantro say it smells like soap to them. The soap-cilantro link is usually hereditary. (Again, where did I read that? I don’t remember.)
Anticipation…