Realized last night as I was falling asleep that I hadn't heard the water softener going through its process since the plumbers were here. So I went downstairs today and looked at it and had no clue why it isn't working. And I also noticed that the leftover electrical cable that Steve was going to remove is still there. So yes, Steve is scheduled to come back to the house tomorrow morning. I figured there'd be more to do on the house eventually, but I didn't expect it to be so soon!
Fringe is on in 15 minutes. Jerry really enjoyed that show, and really enjoyed calling it Fring, with a hard g at the end. Just another example of the silliness with language that gave him such joy (and me too. I've been keeping a list of his expressions, pronunciations, word-manglings and things he just enjoyed saying, as well as the many nicknames I had for him). I miss our evenings on the couch, watching things together, always holding hands. I miss our silliness together. I miss everything. I miss him.
By the way: Happy birthday, Daddy! Bet ten years ago you never thought that when you got to 70 you'd be getting ready for another NYC marathon...
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