Really? Will the floor saga never end? Just when I thought we were done with it - they came and replaced the board in James' room and supposedly fixed the hairs by the front door. When I went to look at it this morning (yes I am good, and left it overnight to dry), I found that when they were doing James' room, they apparently set the receptacle for the varnish down on the bare wood floor. So now what remains are splotches where it looks like the vanish ran down the side and puddled on the newly finished floor. Yes, I am picky, and no, what I am finding now is not acceptable. So another email (with pictures) will be sent out to the contractor, and he can decide where we go from here.
On a more positive note, a couple of weeks ago, our friends, Jim and Nancy Kinscher, had invited me to go to the high school choir concert with them tonight, where all of our kids performed at one time. This is the concert where Dale pretends he is a Port High School alumni so he can go up on stage to sing the Hallelujah Chorus (and the director actually invites him...by name). It was sad to not have anybody up there singing, but it was a wonderful concert with good friends. And the margaritas afterwards weren't bad either.
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