It's too hot for that right now, though. I am sitting here drinking seltzer with lemon in it, and the neighbor with the shiny red car is finally driving off, with his baseline booming.
While I was walking over to the farmers market, several men wished me a happy valentines day. The contrast between the men in this neighborhood and the men in Bernal seemed particularly stark today. Over there, they rarely make eye contact or smile -- too busy and important for that. I never thought I'd say this but I really don't like those skinny white guys. But I do kinda like this mural, which was probably created by a skinny white guy.
Maybe I will get a nice raise this year? And that will help me, psychologically, when it comes to paying for the redo. Des came over earlier this week to measure and give me a very general sense of the cost, from her pov. It is less than what Christi was projecting. But, as Des said, it really depends on my "finishes." And on undiscovered "old house" problems.
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