My house is finally habitable again. The men left about two this afternoon. I came in and admired the beautiful new bathroom along about two-thirty, and promptly fell fast asleep. It has been about ten days of going up and down a (admittedly short) flight of stairs every time I needed a bathroom, and my ankles are furious with me. But that is history. A few days of healing and I will be back to myself. I an so grateful to be home! The new bathroom IS gorgeous, new walls, new tiles, nine splashes of colorful accent tiles, marine fish. You can probably see them at Home Depot near your home, given the ubiquity of big box stores.there are three types of fish tiles. The one I didn't like had really ugly purple seahorses; they got to stay in the store.
Let's see, there was a brief trip to the mall, accompanied by a friendly attendant, to pick up a few things. It was a brisk day, and the air in the mall was chilly. I was wearing a baby blue hooded sweatshirt. I had the hood up. I was on my disability scooter, the handy dandy Ranger Solo, when I was stopped by a pair of male/female security guards, and told that they wanted me to take off my hood, because they don't want gang bangers in the mall. The sentence was a complete non-sequitur to me. When it finally became clear that she thought that I, a 58 year old disabled person on a scooter might pose a threat to the mall, I laughed. The Male guard began calling for backup, and the woman told me they were very serious about it, I took off my hood, and hurriedly finished my business in the mall. My attendant and I laughed all the way home. I am too disabled to pose a threat to anybody, you see. I'll take my entertainment where it comes. I was tickled, and probably would have laughed in their faces, had they not looked so ferocious.
Bottom line, I am easily amused, I am grateful to be home, and apparently I look like a terrorist. Love, Stephy
posted on May 10, 2008 4:16 PM ()
Enjoy the new bathroom!
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