Friday, March 27, 2009

March 25, 2009

Two thousand dollars spent on home repairs. Gaping holes knocked in walls and floors. The washer guy ripped the one-day-old $900 dryer vent rebuild out of the wall while he was snaking the washer drain. Did he not notice? Did he hope I didn’t notice? We have that confrontation when he comes for his check today.

Days of rolling catastrophes, most of them minor, adding up.

Jocasta vomits her way through the days, deaf and skinny, looking happy and content, nevertheless.

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