Well, the A's won again, and gee, they might even cinch the Division today. It's very happy late summer news, and it certainly takes the edge of the Fall doldrums. I have my granddaughter this afternoon, and she and her family are rabid A's fans, so we'll probably be discussing the team. At seven she's seen a lot more games her her years on earth than I have in those seven years. We also will do a little Halloween decorating and stop for an ice cream for her and probably play games. She's a lot of fun at this age, and she also likes to have heart to heart talks, which are endearing.
In the meantime we are getting estimates today for having our kitchen floor redone yet again. It's not that old, about fourteen years, but there has been a fire, and two floods from the refrigerator, and this will be the fourth repair. Of course, the heavy, claw footed dogs don't help either, or the chairs scraping back and forth from the table. I should have gone with concrete. It must be done. We've reached the tipping point of standing the eyesore of it. Then, onto painting, which I dread, but it must be done. These old houses just nag at you until they get fixed. I hear it loud and clear.
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