Wednesday it was window guys, today it's plumbers. It's really strange giving total strangers free reign to our house, giving them free reign to bang on and rip apart anything they wish. Even though they're here at our bidding, it really feels like an invasion. Every noise they make is startling and worrisome to me. And the noises are endless. I wonder if I have some phobia going on? Maybe that's why I always want to do all the work in our house ourselves.
Ah, well. Nothing to do now, but lay back and think of England.