Workmen

Girl, do I ever need you here now. You remember that I told you about the mishap with the dishwasher, and what a disaster it created in the walls, ceilings, and under the tiles in the house?  Well, the workers have been working on it for about 3 weeks.  For 3 weeks I have had no kitchen at all. We keep trying to tell them that we need the kitchen finished before anything else, but they continue to work feverishly downstairs, and only occasionally doing things in the kitchen.  If you were here, I could tell them that you had said something bad about Bill Clinton.  Wow, would you get them! They would think the gates of Hell had opened upon them. I almost went screaming down the stairs with my hair all wild, but Jacques wouldn't let me.  As I think of this, do you remember the switches you would take to Wanda and me when we misbehaved? If you were to pick a switch from your tree in Heaven, and switch them a bit downstairs, I am sure it wouldn't take them long to decide that they want to work upstairs on the kitchen. Give it some thought!  I love you!