Pragmatist
Pragmatist

Whoopee!  One more building got washed.  They didn't come until afternoon.  Maybe my building will be next, tomorrow, maybe.

I dunno what a cockamamie outfit this is, but they certainly don't get my vote for "getting the job done!"  I think my winter cacti aren't going to make it.  Out in the sun, unprotected, too long.  I sure hate to start over with them, but I may have no choice.  Both plants bloomed beautifully last winter, and if I have to start over, it'll be another five years before I see another bloom.  Damn!

And my patio stuff is still out on the lawn.  I'm managing to keep the spider plants protected from the sun, so far.  This is absolutely unacceptable.  Everything has been out in the yard since Sunday night.  The people were supposed to come Monday morning.  Well, they came, but did just one building.  Then they came again today--late--and did another building.  At this rate it'll take six more days to finish the complex.  That's assuming they work on Saturday.

And then there are the people who put all their patio stuff inside their apartments.  They can't be too happy about the inefficiency of the apartment-washer company.

I'm going to write a letter to the owner.

It's still hot.  And going to continue hot at least to the middle of next week, if the forecasters are correct.  And the Delta Breeze is pretty weak.  Lowest temperature at night has been 68^o.  I'm sleeping with a fan blowing directly on me.

Vancouver is beginning to sound better and better.

Shalom