So the mason came by and he thinks the facade on the front of the house is sinking. That means tomorrow I get to talk to “earth anchor” about something-or-another that is going to cost a lot of money. Well, the option is watching the front of the house crumble, and I don’t like that idea. Yar. Home maintenance.

Since it’s in the low 90’s today, I have little else to talk about other than that I can’t wait for the cooling that’s supposed to happen in a couple of days!