Nine Feet Underground

After the excitement of the last three days, today is looking likely to be very ordinary.  It'll be work all day today. Mid-afternoon someone came to the door who is working in the area cleaning house roofs.  As a general rule I don't buy anything at the front door, on principle.  They did a free demo on part of our roof. It did look good.  When he said how much, I said no way, I've spent money on painting.  He was very persistent and said how much would you pay for it, so I suggested less than half what he had proposed as his special offer price.  He suggested a slightly higher amount and - I don't know what came over me but I said yes.  It's odd. A few months ago I'd been looking at the roof and thinking, 'I wish I could get rid of all that moss'. Well, now I have.  Not only that but they have allegedly sprayed some sealant/anti-moss treatment on the roof, so it may stay clean for a few weeks at least. There is one catch. They want a sign by the...

Back to earth with a bump. Work today, so I probably won't have much to say, which, all things considered, is probably just as well. Mid-morning, whilst working, I was interrupted by the sound of someone entering the house, using a key - it was the nurses coming to change my wife's catheter.  I do wish they'd ring the doorbell before resorting to the key - obviously if there's no answer, use the key, otherwise it just feels like a violation. As it is, every day there's a stream of people who come and go from early morning until the evening, but they generally ring the bell and I, or one of my sons, let them in. At least that way it feels like I have some level of control and it just seems more polite - I get to invite them in, even though they are always going to come in. After lunch I walked to the nearest post office, killing two birds with one stone - getting my 30 minutes plus of brisk walking done and also returning an Amazon parcel, that needed proof of postag...