The coastal clouds roll in every night and last until the sun gets high enough to burn them off, and a beautiful day ensues. In fact, they are starting to burn off already.
Looks like another perfect southern California day ahead.
We got a new floor. Here’s the story. Right after they installed the wood floor, some idiot rolled a cast iron bathtub in and left a long, meandering track in the wood. They tried only replacing the affected boards—unsuccessfully. They were uneven and…well, just awful. Even the guys who didn’t want to do this job again agreed it was pretty terrible.
And just in time for our one-year anniversary of owning this new house. Can you believe it has been a year already? We love it here. LOVE! It’s currently 115 degrees in the desert, by the way. I am so glad I’m here and not there.
There is so much fun to be had here. Yesterday J went to BBQ class. They brought in a chef who taught some secrets of grilling, while I cleaned up the dust and put my hutch back together. It needed a good cleaning anyway.
I am in heaven with my new car. It had a rattle in it, which disturbed me (greatly) because it’s a used car so it’s not like I can take it to the dealer.
(Picture stolen from the internet. Not my car.)
I climbed in the back and Jim drove over some bumps, and I was able to zero in on the exact place where the squeak was. It was just a lever in the wrong position. The levers lock the cover closed, but I don’t use the cover, in fact I took it out. A flick of the lever and wa-LA, no more squeak! Now I’m REALLY happy. She may be ten years old, but she’s a real sweetie and such a pleasure to drive compared to my big monster.