we have been in the guest room for a week now and I am getting tired of going all the way down the hall. blocking the cat and shuffling through dust to get a pair of underpants. the heating coils for the warm
floor are in and the guys with earrings, shaved heads and great tattoos say I can walk on the
floor in a week. but the wall behind the toilet bidet is still open, as is the whirlpool panel, so it remains a "NO ABI" zone.
my felt spheres are getting larger. I moved up to tennis ball size and am beginning to make it work with less felt. but Irene's idea that they are eggs of possibility has sent me in a new direction that might be even more interesting than geodes. each one could be a little biography or auto biography. I finished pupu lips and now I need to get to ikea for more cheap frames.
At least the banging is over in the bathroom but later today I will have to endure the sound of a tile saws as they lay the greenish slate looking tiles we selected for the floor. but from the quality of the work we are absolutely getting our money's worth and we chose the right contractor. Oh and the dressing room lights are working again. Thanks jim. he is a great guy to know love live with and sleep with. and he is very physically funny.
warmth
