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 Today we headed off to Donegal town on the bus. We had library books to pick up and I wanted to go to the Animals in Need charity shop. I always like poking around in there and this week they're having a sale-- all denim jeans are €1. Denim is great for various stitching projects so I wanted to pick up a pair or two. Of course the first stop was the bookshelves and I was pretty happy to find a short story anthology, Great Irish Detective Stories and also an old copy of Three Men in a Boat, first published in 1889. I've never seen old Penguin books like this.

After the books, I went over to the sale rack and chose a couple pair of jeans.

I already have some denim in the 'regular' medium shade of blue, so I chose black jeans and the very light blue--almost white ones. I didn't want to go overboard so I stopped there. The pale jeans have holes in them and I have some ideas about how I will use those.

The black jeans have flared legs so a bit more fabric to work with than if they weren't so wide. On my way out the door I looked in the box of free stuff and picked up an oval metal platter that I plan to put plants on. I'm quite pleased with my charity shop score today. I'll have many hours of happy reading and stitching with this lot. It was €3 well spent. 😀

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June Reading: Nonfiction and Upcoming Publications

 After my post yesterday about the fiction and poetry I read last month, I'm finishing up my June reading wrap-up with the nonfiction and soon-to-be-published books I read.

The Making of Home by Judith Flanders (personal copy)

I'd borrowed this book from the library and as soon as I got it home and looked at it, I knew I wanted my own copy. Bill found it at Awesome Books and while he was at it, picked up a couple of other books by this author. Her name seemed familiar and it dawned on me that I might have read one of her later books about the history of alphabetical order which was an extremely enjoyable and fascinating read. I looked it up and yes, that's her. At that point I had even higher hopes for this book and I was not disappointed. It's an excellent book and I thoroughly enjoyed every minute I spent reading it. I was engrossed. Flanders starts by making the distinction between languages that have the same words for house and home and those that have different words. She argues that in the former, much of life occurs in public places while in the latter, it takes place in more private settings. Because of this, ideas of what home is evolved in different ways, which she proceeds to lay out. As she does throughout the book, she provides numerous examples to illustrate her ideas. These examples come from various countries, primarily western European, but also the US. She recognizes that this is a limited area, but to include Asia and other places would make the book impossibly long. Even within this limited geographical area, the differences are interesting, going from when home was pretty much one room to what we see today. Once houses started to have more specialized areas, family life changed as well, of course. She writes about practical things, such as how the process of cooking changed as the configuration of houses changed as well as how attitudes and cultural/societal expectations changed. For example, heating used to be from a kind of fireplace, of course. This was usually in the center of the room and there was a hole in the roof for the smoke to escape. This had implications for how people lived on the ground but also showed the ways in which people used the smoke to preserve meats and to clear thatched roofs of vermin. Eventually, the fireplace was moved to a wall and there was a sort of hood over it. People would sit under this hood to eat and socialize. When the swinging crane to hold the cooking pots was introduced, the cook no longer had to lean into the fire to deal with the food. And because there was usually just one big pot, food was usually boiled or stewed. It wasn't until stoves were invented that people could plan on cooking numerous things at once. Beyond the practicalities, there were also emotional connotations to fireplaces, not to mention image issues. When more efficient stoves became available, many people (depending on class) bought them because they gave out more heat more efficiently. Expert advice manuals chided people who preferred the stoves for abandoning the fireplace because the stove didn't create the same image. Even small changes could lead to culture change, as it did with a switch from twig brooms to corn brooms. When people used brooms made from twigs, there were certain bits that did not get swept up. These bits were not considered dirt and were just left on the floor. But when corn brooms became the norm, that changed. These brooms could sweep up finer particles so what didn't used to be considered dirt now was and it was expected that it would be removed. Reading this I was reminded of things I've read about the impact of electricity in rural Ireland. When people used oil lamps for light, much simply wasn't visible. When electric light was installed, people felt some dismay about the dirt in the corners that became visible. And of course, all these changes in expectations and definitions of cleanliness--the evolution of the definition of dirt--meant more work for women. You can probably tell that I just love this book and I'm so glad to have my own copy.

Here are a few books that will be published soon. I thank NetGalley, the publishers, and the authors for digital review copies of these books. Publication dates may vary, depending on location.

On Taste: In Humans and Other Animals

by Davide Risso; Gabriella Morini

Published on August 25, 2026 by Columbia University Press

ISBN: 9780231221290

This fascinating and informative book does exactly what the title says--explores how taste works in humans and other animals. I'll say at the outset that I have no background in biology or other hard sciences, other than a general class or two as an undergraduate. No matter--I found this book to be very accessible. Concepts were explained well without getting deep into the weeds where it would be hard to follow. It's a short book, but ranges widely across different aspects of taste. I was particularly interested in the cultural and linguistic evidence/aspects of taste and the foods humans eat and don't eat. I learned some fascinating things, like the fact that we have taste receptors all over, not just in our mouths, that temperature has an impact on taste, and that some sea mammals and penguins do not taste because they simply swallow their food, for example. Some whales, however, still have active receptors for salty tastes. I thoroughly enjoyed this book and can definitely recommend it.

Christina Rossetti: Over 100 selected poems

by Christina Rosetti; Pele Cox

to be published on March 16, 2027 by Gemini Books Group

ISBN 9781786752116

This is a lovely collection of some of Christina Rosetti's poems, which includes well-known work like Goblin Market and In the Bleak Midwinter, as well as other poems across a variety of topics. These topics include love (not only romantic love), spirituality, death and the afterlife, , and nature and beauty. Like so many people, my introduction to Rosetti's work was the Christmas carol, In the Bleak Midwinter, which I still love. Later I read Goblin Market in an anthology. I thoroughly enjoyed reading more of her work, all of which was new to me. I will seek out more.

I quite like the way the book is structured. It begins with a picture of Rosetti and a short biographical sketch. Each chapter is based on one of the themes listed above and begins with a short (one page long) explanation of the significance in the topic to Rosetti and her work. Following this, there are poems with one or two in each section accompanied by a short critique of the poem. This is the third book in this series that I've read and I have loved them all. I highly recommend this one if you're at all interested in Rosetti, Victorian literature, or poetry in general.

Gaining Ground

by Joan Barfoot

to be published on August 25, 2026 by Faber and Faber

ISBN 9780571399888

As I was reading this excellent and powerful book, I kept wondering why I'd never read any work by this author before. After reading it, I know I'll be reading more. I loved this book, which opens with a woman who is outside, hard at work and reminding herself that her name is Abra. She is so used to being alone that she's almost forgotten her name, even as she knows who she is. She sees a visitor coming up the lane towards her cabin and is dismayed. She doesn't know who this person is or what she wants, but soon learns that this is her daughter, Katie, now grown, who was 9 years old when her mother left. The interaction is tense, but Abra suggests that Katie book herself into a hotel in the nearby town and visit her from time to time. Katie agrees. These visits and their time together bring up memories for Abra and readers learn about her past life--how she ended up in what other people might see as an enviable life, only to walk away to create a life based on what felt right to her.

There is so much in this book and so much that I could relate to in my own life. I grew up in the kind of world Abra left behind and the author captures the shallowness and game-playing aspect of it so well. Even though Abra and her husband, Stephen, are successfully 'improving' their situation as the years go by, at least by societal standards, Abra feels less and less satisfied with and more and more distant from her own life. She doesn't feel successful at all, even as she rationalizes with herself about what she 'should' feel. She loses herself and feels like she's acting out a life. I've been there myself. It can be bewildering to understand that what people think is a good life is quite the opposite of that on a personal level. Abra doesn't set out a plan to leave her family, the whole thing unfolds quickly and unexpectedly. One day, she just knows where she is supposed to be. But the groundwork had been laid over several years as she came to understand that she was the outlier and she couldn't live her life in the situation she was in. Her husband wasn't going to give up his life and while some version of her could continue to exist in that world, she couldn't build a life there. Throughout the book, readers follow Abra's thought processes, her growing awareness, her epiphanies, and her evolution. I was gripped by this book from the start. I was rooting for Abra and felt some tension about how Katie's arrival would impact her hard won peace. For me, moving away from a situation in which I was acting out a life with my name on it didn't involve leaving my family, but it did involve leaving a world in which I'd invested most of my adult life to that point. It was extremely difficult and it took a long time to get back to myself. Joan Barfoot captures this perfectly. This edition also contains a fascinating afterword by the author in which she writes about the book and about the reactions to the book when it was first published. I cannot recommend this book highly enough.

And that wraps up my reading wrap-up for June. I hope you had an excellent reading month then and are having one now. Happy reading!

PS: Jeanie, of The Marmelade Gypsy, commented on yesterday's post that she's not a fan of short stories in general, but enjoys mystery short stories. For Jeanie and anyone else that enjoys mystery short story collections, I wanted to recommend Deadlier: 100 of the Best Crime Stories Written by Women, edited by Sophie Hannah. It's an excellent collection and a great read--perfect for dipping into to read a story here and there as the mood strikes. I highly recommend it--and Jeanie's blog, which also involves books and art as well as beautiful photos and interesting stories.

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June Reading: Fiction and Poetry

 Before I get to the books, for those of you following along with the shower saga, we've hit a snag. When Bill took a shower, the water was very slow to drain and was backing up. He successfully completed the shower and went about his day. The following day, I just washed up at the sink as I had been doing. Good thing because later when I was upstairs and picking up the bath mat, I discovered that it was soaking wet. Then I checked the scatter rug F had left upstairs. It's long so I folded it in half, placed it alongside the shower (on the side, not in front of the door), and put a plant and a box of books on top of it. Sure enough, it was wet. The wet had soaked through two layers of the rug and the box was so wet it was falling apart when lifted. Fortunately the books were fine and I was able to remove them and put the box with the recycling. F contacted plumber who arrived that evening and was puzzled about it all. He added more silicone. He discovered that there was a defective piece at the bottom of the shower door that was creating a gap in the seal. A new piece has been ordered. Not sure what's happening next, but we're steering clear for now. With that update, let's get to a more pleasant subject--books!

With everything that was going on at the beginning of the month, I was craving my favorite classic mysteries. I have many on my e-reader and it can be hard to choose sometimes, but I went with Miss Silver. When I was done with that book, I went on to the next in the series. These were the perfect reads for the moment.

The Clock Strikes Twelve by Patricia Wentworth (e-book, personal copy)

The patriarch of the Paradine family wants everyone to be at dinner one night. This includes the family members that live in the house--his sister and her adopted daughter, his sons and daughetr, as well as his employee. He also expects some extended family members who live nearby to be there. He sends an urgent message to a colleague telling him to show up as soon as possible. He too stays for dinner, where there is an announcement accusing one of the family of committing a crime. He informs everyone that he will be in his study if the person wants to come and confess. Everyone there knows his routine and all are well aware that at midnight he steps out onto the verandah, where there's a steep drop, for a breath of fresh air before bed. He never gets to bed on this night because he is found dead at the bottom of the drop. Was it an accident or did someone push him? As is usual, someone knows someone who was helped by Miss Silver and suggests that she be called in to investigate. She agrees to take the case and things go on from there. I enjoy these books. I like Miss Silver and her no-nonsense ways. 

The Key by Patricia Wentworth (e-book, personal copy)

World War II was a part of the background to the previous book and it plays a slightly more prominent role here in that the victim is a scientist, Michael Harsch, who escaped the Nazis and landed in England. His wife and daughter did not escape and did not survive, so he feels he is on a mission with regard to his scientific research into an element that he thinks can be used to make powerful weapons. He is driven because he wants revenge. His experiments are successful and he calls his contact in the British government to tell him so. They make plans to meet the following day and Dr Harsch goes to the church to play the organ, which he often does to unwind. He never leaves the church and is found slumped at the organ with a gun on the floor at his side. It looks like suicide. Someone thinks of Miss Silver and she agrees to investigate. 

Sometimes when I stitch I like to listen to podcasts or audiobooks. As I was scrolling through the 'new to library' section of the BorrowBox site, I came across the first two books in a cozy mystery series that I'd never heard of. Both were available so I decided to give them a try. Both are set in Australia and the narrator is Australian, which was interesting in terms of hearing slang and turns of phrase that were new to me. After I listened to these two I looked up more about the series and discovered that there are several more books. The author is using the alphabet to come up with her titles and I think I saw book titles through F. If I saw more of these books in a charity shop or on BorrowBox, I'd probably pick them up/borrow them, but I don't think I'll be actively seeking them out. They were good listens and I certainly enjoyed them enough to keep listening, though.

Arson at the Art Gallery by Catherine Lee (BorrowBox e-audiobook)

Addison is about to become an empty-nester as her daughter, Olivia, prepares to go away to university. Her son is already on his own. Her husband has been dead for a couple of years. She feels it's a good time for a change so on a whim, while at Getaway Bay, a place she has fond memories of from childhood, she buys a beach house, thinking she might convert it into a bed and breakfast. Her cousin, who is an artist and gallery owner, lives in Getaway Bay too. Addison's uncle (the cousin's father) is suffering from dementia and is in a care home. It's thought that he doesn't have much time left, so Addison's other cousin arrives and stays at the art gallery. Addison and her cousin are out one night when they learn that the gallery has burned down and the other cousin didn't make it out. Addison, having been married to a police detective in Sydney, starts looking into things herself, with the help of some new friends, her daughter, and her cousin--and the local police detective who is also a transplant from Sydney and knew Addison's late husband. There's an interesting mix of quirky characters and the expected village vibe. It was an enjoyable book to listen to and I liked it enough to go on to the next one.

The Body at the Beach House by Catherine Lee (BorrowBox audiobook)

In this one, work is ongoing at Addison's beach house but things are far enough along that people can stay there. When everyone gathers for the usual Friday night drinks on the patio, one person is missing. When people go to find him, they find the door locked from the inside so they break it down and discover him hanging from the wardrobe door. It certainly looks like suicide, but that theory is disproved pretty quickly. Who would want him dead and why? Once again Addison and the gang are on the case.

One evening I was sitting here knitting when I got a message from a friend. He was out walking the dog near the wee free library up the hill and took photos of what was in there. I spotted the following book, which I'd never read. I did listen to a dramatization on BBC Radio 4 years ago, but I thought I'd like to read the book. He brought it back for me and I picked it up right away. When we were in the process of moving and I went to drop off stuff at a charity shop, I stopped to look at the books they had there and came away with 4, one of which was a different novel by the same author. I have yet to read that one. Maybe soon, since both of these are books I don't plan to keep and will deposit into the wee free library at some point in the not-too-distant future.

Never Let Me Go by Kazuo Ishiguro (personal copy)

This book has been around for a couple of decades. It's narrated by Kathy, who was a student at Hailsham which at first seems like a regular boarding school. However, it quickly becomes clear that there's something special about Hailsham and something that sets the students apart. Unease starts to grow as it becomes more evident that what sets the students and Hailsham apart is something quite sinister. In case someone hasn't read the book, I won't say more than that about the plot itself. In the book, Kathy is looking back at her life and her relationships with her closest friends and others. It's a good book with heartwarming moments mixed in with the sinister undertones, anger at what is occurring, and deep sadness as we follow these children through their adolescence and young adulthood.

Murder Takes a Holiday by various authors (BorrowBox e-book)

Always with the classic mysteries 😁 I do love them. This book combines that love with another of my literary loves, short story collections. This is a fun collection of classic crime stories. The editor, Cecily Gaylord, has also put together several Christmas classic crime collections and another summer-themed one which is ready for me to read as I type. This collection is exactly what the title suggests--mysteries that involve being on holiday in some way. I admit that nothing much beats a Christmas classic crime story collection for me, but this comes very, very close. It's a fun read.

I read a few poetry collections last month. One will be in tomorrow's post which will include soon-to-be-published books. One was a collection that I'd started a while back and read a little at a time, finishing in June.

The Penguin Book of the Prose Poem: From Baudelaire to Anne Carson by various poets (personal copy)

I love short story collections. I love the work of Lydia Davis, who sometimes writes short stories that are just a line or two. These stories have a poetic quality to them and through them I became interested in finding out more about prose poetry. This is an excellent collection with a very informative introduction. It's a book I will dip into again and again, with poems ranging across time and geography. The line between prose poetry and short stories is impossible to pin down, so if you're a fan of poetry, short prose, short stories, this is a great collection to have.

The Tree is Missing by Sharon Kuta Kelly (BorrowBox e-book)

I found this on the BorrowBox website and checked it out. It contains powerful poems about borders, crossing them, what they mean, and how they impact her and her sense of identity. Other themes include history, political and personal turmoil, and more. This is an excellent collection. 

This is long enough, so I'll be back tomorrow with some nonfiction and soon-to-be-published books. Happy reading!

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Here's a Visual

 A couple of people mentioned that they'd like to see photos to visualize the shower setup, so here they come. Just for background--this is a 150-year-old building of terraced cottages. There was no indoor plumbing when it was built and each cottage had this installed in whatever way suited the owner at the time. A couple of them had small bathrooms put in, which took away space from an already small bedroom. In this cottage, the different elements you'd normally find in a bathroom are sort of scattered around. So the shower is in one of the bedrooms.

This first one is of the room from the doorway. Note that the window is a reflection and isn't next to the shower as it appears to be in the photo.

I'm still in the process of putting things away in this room. While we were waiting for the shower to be installed, everything was piled onto the bed to be out of the way and the shower parts were in big boxes leaning against the bed.

In the photo above, you can see the pipe sticking up from the floor. This is what that looks like at floor level between the front wall of the room and the side of the shower.

These all have something to do with the antique cast iron tub that used to be in that spot. When the plumber comes to put on the stabilizing bracket (assuming that happens), he says he will remove the pipes as well. You can see why the shower couldn't go in the corner.

This is what's on the wall above these pipes--the electric shower control box. The water flows through this and is heated on the way through.

The top dial adjusts the water pressure, the bottom one is for the temperature, and the power button is above the dials. That's how we turn on the shower. There are no taps. This is a pretty standard sort of shower here and the kind we've had in almost all the places we've lived since we've been in Ireland. There's a switch to turn on the power to the box across the room by the bedroom door. That gets turned on and off for each shower.

You can see the silver hose coming out of the bottom of the box above. This is connected to the showerhead, which you can see a bit of in the photo below. Again, the window is just a reflection.

As you can see, the pipe holding the showerhead comes over the side of the shower. The shower itself was installed to be used with the tub I mentioned earlier. That tub was on feet and raised off the floor so the showerhead had to be higher, which works out well for this setup. 

So you can see that to turn the water on and off, we have to be outside the shower. This is fine. I'm used to those showerheads that you can take off and hold in your hand, so I used to get in, take it down, point it away from myself, and then turn on the water, waiting for it to warm up before turning it on myself. I also used to turn the dial so that I had a concentrated flow of water with a bit more pressure. That's not happening here. And that's fine. These are such minor quirks and I'm sure I will quickly get used to things, being very careful all the while 😊

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Not So Fast

 As I said in my last post, PVC Guy showed up on Saturday and did what he was hired to do. Plumber guy showed up with him and then disappeared. On Monday, F asked him if he planned to show up that night. He said he would and he did. He changed the kitchen taps, reinstalled the macerating toilet and tested the shower. However, we're still not quite done. The shower is usable, but needs some stabilizing. Since there's only one 90 degree corner in that room and one wall of that has various things on and in front of it, the shower couldn't go in a corner. It has been installed with a bit of space between that wall and the side of the shower. One of the things on the wall is the shower controls themselves. This makes sense, since the shower used to be over an antique cast iron tub, so controls for the electric shower had to be on the wall. What it means now is that we can't access these controls from inside the shower, so have to turn it on and test the temperature before we get in. And of course, we have to get out before we can turn it off. This is all manageable. The issue we still have though is that the sides of the shower are a bit wobbly if any pressure is applied. Plumber Guy says he will create a bracket that he can put on to stabilize the structure. The shower is a decent sized square with two glass sides and a glass door in between. The back is the PVC covered wall. So I'm not sure what he has in mind, but the goal is to keep the sides stable. In any case, who knows when this will actually occur. In the meantime, it can be used and I was planning to try it out last night rather than yesterday morning. Because I knew it was going to be sunny and warm and we were going out, I also knew I'd be too hot and feeling grubby afterwards. I figured a nice shower at the end of the day would be quite refreshing, so in the morning, I did my usual washing up routine at the kitchen sink. The day progressed. I was just about to go upstairs and take that shower when the power went off. No power, no electric shower. After about an hour, the power was back before going out again 15 minutes later. So no shower last night. Today was the day though. I got up and I had a shower. I was very careful to not touch the sides at all. I moved slowly. It was nice. Today I go up and do a bit of clean-up, since Plumber Guy did not bother to clean up after himself like PVC Guy did. Then I can start putting stuff away in that room. We've done almost nothing upstairs because of this plumbing work waiting to be done. Now that it's finished, we can proceed. It's a cool, grey day with some heavy rain expected in a while, so it's a perfect day to do that kind of thing. But right now it's time for another cup of coffee. 

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Yeah, I Will--Unless I Won't

 Plumber Guy, who apparently finds basic communication problematic, appeared on Friday evening. He seemed like he was in a rush, but he did construct the shower--tray in, drain hooked up (I think), two sides, and the door are all up. This took a couple of hours and when F came to see how things were progressing, he said he had to take his son to a disco and son would soon be calling him. He said he'd be back Saturday afternoon to re-install the macerating toilet upstairs and replace the kitchen taps. He also told F that he'd call PVC guy to see when he could come. Although F didn't share this information with him, she'd followed a lead and found someone else who would probably do the PVC if this guy was as unreliable as Plumber Guy. However, late Saturday morning, both Plumber Guy and PVC Guy appeared. They went upstairs. They came downstairs. PVC Guy told me he had to go get some stuff and would be back in half an hour. Plumber Guy stood there saying nothing.  The two guys stood outside having a chat for a fair bit of time before they both left. I foolishly thought that Plumber Guy would come back and do the other jobs he has to do while PVC Guy did the PVC wall covering in the shower. LOL.  PVC Guy did come back in less than half an hour. He got to work. It took him three hours, but he completed the job--and he cleaned up after himself, too. He wanted me to look at it, so I did. We had a brief chat about silage and grass quality (he's a farmer and as he repeated a few times, jack of all trades, master of none). He left to do another job. So that's done. It'll take a couple of days for the silicone to dry, he said, but his part of the project is complete.

And what about Plumber Guy, you may be thinking to yourself--or perhaps you're not, because of course, when he left with PVC Guy earlier in the day, that was the last we saw of him. So in spite of telling F he would do the other jobs for her Saturday afternoon, they remain undone. What else needs to be done in the shower? We don't know (and neither did PVC Guy). When will he return to do these things? We don't know (and neither did PVC Guy). Will he ever return to do anything? We don't know. Will he communicate with F to tell her more things that may or may not be true? Time will tell. So we sit here not knowing if he will just pop up out of the blue or if we'll never see him again. However, progress has been made and since the PVC was the big issue preventing other plumbers from taking the job, it might be easier to get someone else to finish it if necessary now that that's no longer an issue. 

At this point, I'm curious about why he took the job in the first place, since it seems like he's trying to avoid doing it. But I hope the kid had a good time at the disco.

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A Chilly Blast from the Past

 It's been warm here. We haven't had the extreme heat that other parts of Europe have been experiencing, but it's been warm enough that we've been under a yellow warning for high heat for most of this week. The warning expires tomorrow morning. Yesterday was the hottest day at around 30C (about 86F). This is very hot for here. As someone who doesn't care for temperatures beyond the mid-teens, this was unpleasant, but not horrible. I've experienced hotter days. I've also had much cooler days and yesterday, Bill sent me a photo reminding me of one of them.

It was about -42C (-45F) on this day in downtown Fairbanks at the start of the Yukon Quest Sled Dog Race. As you can see, I had my coffee. 😃 I was quite warm and toasty in the parka my Inupiaq friend had made for me. This photo landed in my inbox at the perfect time-- it was oppressively humid and very stuffy as a thunderstorm was about to roll in. It lasted for about half an hour. We could have more storms today, but it's not supposed to be as hot and although it's a bit humid, it's fairly pleasant, with a slight breeze, plenty of cloud cover, and the birds singing away outside. Ah, we've just heard a rumble of thunder.  If you're sweltering in a heatwave, I hope the snowy scene and the thought of -42/-45 cools you off just a little bit. I hope it cools down soon and that you have ways to make your home environment less uncomfortable. 

In shower news (or perhaps non-news), no progress has occurred. Plumber Guy hasn't shown up all week, and there was no communication from him until yesterday when he said he'll be here tonight. We'll see. No idea what's going on with PVC guy. F continues to search for someone who will actually show up and do the job. It's rather ridiculous. 

Whatever the weather is like in your part of the world, have a wonderful weekend!

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