Despite five inches of snow yesterday, the copper roof is now in place. It looks even better than I hoped it would, reflecting the sun whenever the sun manages to come out. I'm enjoying this new-penny phase while it lasts. Soon enough, it will turn dull brown, then eventually greenish.
Because the copper guys and their scaffolding took up most of the driveway, Chad and Jordan weren't here yesterday. That meant I could do some laundry during the day instead of waiting until evening, write copy in a quiet house instead of a noisy coffee shop, and even sit down with a book at lunchtime. Never before have I savored a bowl of chicken noodle soup the way I did yesterday in my quiet, sunny family room.
Last night, I made chicken breasts, buttermilk mashed potatoes, and string beans in the basement kitchen. The roads were awful and I was so thankful we could enjoy a relaxing dinner at home instead of venturing out.
The best part? Doyle did all the dishes.
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Your house, without a doubt, is the grand palace of our street! I just love it!
ReplyDeleteWow! It's so exciting to see the bones of a new space.
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