Just came back from a “meeting” at the community room. A “third party contractor” was here to tell us what improvements were being made to accomodate the more disabled among us, and it sounded pretty good. It was all in accordance with HUD laws, of course.
But the folks began to nit-pick and that’s when I left.
I don’t like it when that happens, either.
It’s started raining again. Ash is sad. DP goes to a sailing class on Wednesday evenings and doesn’t come home to see her at all.