We were hit with a giant snow storm and to some people that's scary. Snow is covering the streets, sidewalks, cars. When people dig out their own car, they're inevitably burying somebody else's. There's just no where to put the snow.
I found out today that my contractor was on his way to my house a few days ago and got into an accident. My initial thought was, "Well, if it's not serious, why didn't he come over anyway?" But I've learned through regular social interaction that a response like that isn't considered "acceptable." So, I gritted my teeth and told him to come when he can. He took that to mean, "Take an extended vacation."
So the house is still shower-less, but we've traded a shower in for a giant hole in the dining room ceiling, so I guess we're even.
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