She bristled at the name. “Robin? Don’t even— Don’t even talk to me about that little suckup. Don’t even mention his name. Seriously.” Rolling her eyes: “He spent like two days on the phones, then got promoted. Now I hear he does fieldwork. What is he, sixteen? Man, let me tell you— Sorry, hang on, I gotta take this.”
Well, part of it, anyways.
I removed some moldy drywall from our basement bathroom a while ago, and I’ve been replacing it for the last little while. Well, actually, I’ve been hanging drywall yesterday and today; before that was some prep work, some more demolition, and a trip to the Peg to visit our respective sisters and their families.
Photos:
My nephew watching a Bobcat jackhammer concrete in his backyard.
Some of the demolition — pipes in the shower, and linoleum coming up.
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