It is a difficult day to be a NY Yankee fan. On paper, they had a lineup that held up to the greatest line-ups of all time. We all knew their pitching was weak, but hoped that the bats would take up the slack. I assumed that at best the hitting would be the least of our worries. And then the un-imaginable happens—shut out for 19 consecutive innings, I believe. I have nothing to say except that, regarding all things baseball, this truly shall be the winter of my discontent. And to all of the wise-acres from Detroit who called to gloat—actually, that’s just you Aunt K.C.—let me just say that revenge is a dish best served cold. I am not 100% sure exactly what that means. Nevertheless, consider yourself warned.
Being floored is not always an unpleasant experience, especially if you are a floor joist. I have been putting on tongue-and-groove flooring for the past week, and am finally making some progress. My brother-in-law Dean traveled up from NY last Thursday and Friday. He can proudly say that he helped to lay down the very first floorboard. Unfortunately, we didn’t get too many more laid down after that. I had hoped we would have the dining room completed and half of the living room by the time he left. But the twin-whammy of torrential rain and an incompetent foreman (that would be yours truly) slowed things down considerably. We did manage to get most of the dining area done, and his help was greatly appreciated. I thought maybe he brought the rain with him, as it cleared up beautifully on Saturday. Alas, by Sunday it was raining again, and this pattern was repeated most of the week. I spent more time covering and uncovering the flooring with tarps than I did nailing it down. But by yesterday, I had finished the entire living room and library/office area, and began to tackle the downstairs bathroom. Besides the bathroom, there is an area down the center of the house, about 6 feet wide, and the kitchen, which are yet to be done. The common denominator between all of these areas is that they are to be tiled, and so have to be handled a bit differently. But that is a story for a different day.
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