I thought I would add a couple of comments to today's earlier post. First of all, I'm getting quite a few comments to my blog from folks who just started reading it. I'm very grateful to those who have waded through my experiences this past year - from exhiliarating to devastating experiences - and who have kept on reading. So new readers as well as those who are year-long, I say thank you from the bottom of my heart. Your comments keep me going sometimes when I feel like giving up!
Another thing I thought I should clarify is the type of repairs that I am willing to accept, specifically the new wall panel that might not match. It will be on the left as you face the steps to the bed/bath area, and is the wall behind the toilet room. It is probably no more than one panel wide. I will wait to see how well they match it up, and I could kick and scream that I want it to match exactly, but I know if they don't have the exact panel anymore then they don't have it! So I plan to do what I have to do to accommodate the substitution, and I'm sure I'll be able to camouflage it so it would only be noticeable to the sharpest eyes. My eyes are aging eyes, so I don't think I'll have a problem. Maybe I should only let folks over a certain age face in that direction!
I saw some pictures on the Weather Channel of the fires burning in Sonoma County, and it isn't just a news item to me any more. I can picture the firefighters, some no more than teens, under the weight of all the heavy pack and equipment. In the case of the fires at Lassen it was mostly a matter of containment in an unpopulated area, but in the current fire they will be working to save people's lives and homes, and I pray for their safety.
Speaking of age, I forgot to mention in yesterday's blog that I again visited Walmart, and bought a quick dinner I could throw into the microwave (gosh, I hate those kind of dinners) as well as a 12 pack of Miller High Life. Would you believe the twerp at the checkout asked me for my date of birth, and he did it with a straight face. I tried to respond without bursting out laughing although I'm sure I smiled. It wasn't flattering at all, but then neither was it insulting. The twerp was just doing his job.
COLD AND GETTING COLDER
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