Janice, my neighbor, came over yesterday to give me a progress report on their new patio and roof. She is very happy with it so far, even though she always mentions how costly it has been to do this work. I don't doubt it.
And it was all supposed to be done by last Wednesday, then by Friday for sure. But the outhouse/port-a-potty or whatever you call it is still there on the corner of their side lawn. So Monday is the now the end day. I said I'd come over next week to see it. She said don't wait that long. But I will.
She has been over here probably once a month or more often for
as long as she has lived in that house. Yesterday, as she walked in, she said, "Oh,
your stairs. That's dramatic." Referring to the carpet. So I think:
- Could be her word choice meant she doesn't like it. She didn't say she likes it, only "That's dramatic."
- It's been there--the "new" carpet--since November 2011. That's a year and a half, and she is just now noticing it. My, my. And she's an artist.
- I like it.
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