The house is going to need some work done. The stoop is starting to become dangerous and needs to be ripped out and replaced with something that isn't wood. We think we have a plan for it, but it means buying blocks and somehow ripping the porch away. Something tells me that will be a bitch. Then again, I guess I could just go stand on it for a few minutes. As wobbly as it has been lately, that would probably just make it dissolve.
The ceiling fan in the living room has been dying for a while now. Somehow, it managed to outlast the one in the kitchen. Yesterday, that one just refused to work at all. If we're going to replace the dead one, we might as well replace the dying one too. It's expensive, but we need them. I know some people think they're tacky. Clearly some people don't live in a hot house.
My roommate called Ol Boy who usually does our repairs. Ol Boy informed him that he doesn't do house repair anymore. Which . . .what? Someone is offering to pay you to do work and you just don't do it anymore? Okay. I guess we're on the lookout for a new handyman now. Hopefully we'll find one soon. We need those fans in before it gets any hotter.
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