It's so hot that.......
I'm melting. Eh.....maybe not but It certianly feels like it. It feels as if I was slowely softening and dissolving into a big liquid pool of ???? on the clean kitchen floor.
We worked so hard to get the place up to par - to pass the housing assistance inspection. Then the gentelman shows up - takes about two or three steps in side. - takes a very quick glance around and procedes to ask me questions, while he rapidaly check off the answer before I have a chance to say any thing. He promply anounces PASSED and walks out.
I'm still thinking Duh.......................?????? What was that?????
