Because of our "Nervous Nellie" owner, Barbara, we just knew that somewhere in this house was a nanny-cam. We finally decided that it was inside this moose and we made daily trips to stand in front of him to report to the owner.
Me: "Hello? We have stopped using the shower upstairs in the master, but we do believe you won't be happy when you see the shitty job your plumber did."
Susan: "This house is filthy. The kitchen is disgusting and the stove is nasty. We are using the condiments in the refrigerator but really, how old is this stuff?"
Me: "The knob on the silverware drawer fell off but I did screw it back on."
We hoped that Barbara appreciated how well we took care of the house.
Rusty and Austin drove up today for several hours. It rained and the high was only 62 degrees, but we sat on the porch and played games, read, and talked. Later we went into town and ate dinner at Rusty's favorite burger place and finished with some ice cream at "Oinks".
Both men made several comments about the overgrown woods, isolation, and bloodthirsty mosquitoes. We were all relieved when we parted at the end of the day.
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