ahhh... the sound of dirty southern men (and when I say dirty I mean they are actually covered in dirt) bantering back and forth on our front lawn. Its music to my ears.
Are you confused?
These are contractors. Contractors here to fix and replace our gutters which have been broken for so long is embarassing. My husband finally cracked and is paying some one else to do a job he can do. I love my husband and he is VERY crafty, handy and resourceful, but sometimes you just have to call a contractor and his crew in to do a job in a few hours that might take you an entire weekend. And hey- we're stimulating the local economy, right?
Baby steps... baby steps.... this is good.
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