The Good Taste Chronicles

Stemming the tide of vulgarity in the general public.

Monday, December 05, 2005

Attic Access

The new house has a full attic, but the only way to get to it is through a smallish trap door in the bedroom closet. Not only is it a bitch to squeeze into (I'm not as young or as petite as I used to be, believe it or not) it also assures that everything in the closet will get coated in stray insulation.

The colonel has a friend who is a carpenter, and he is going to install one of those pull down ladders. Ideally, I'd like to have it done before the holiday season is over, and while the Greek is out of town, but trying to pin the colonel down on these things can be tricky, as he tends to get testy when nagged (not that I "nag" - it's more of a "melodious re-asking", but the nuances is lost on many)

In the meantime, everything that could be up in the attic, minding its own business, is now in the garage (along with the colonel's four lawn mowers and three bikes) which means we can't put a car in the garage. It's all a huge mess, but what can you do?

And if that weren't bad enough, I tried to make a fondue last night, and it was a disaster!

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