Baby Steps

It has been raining for the past two days. Water has collected all along the roads, and it continues to come down. Poor Grant rode home tonight in pouring rain, fortunately ahead of the lightening and thunder. To add insult to injury, the elevator was out, so he had to carry his bike up the stairs.

Wet Clothes From the Ride Home 

He stood on the breezeway and began taking of his soggy clothes, wringing them out, and throwing them in the bucket I put out. The person delivering pizza next door fled when Grant got to just his biking shorts. Not to worry, he came inside to take them off.

Now we have a pile of wet clothes and towels that will not dry out overnight. Our AC comes on very infrequently, so none of the humidity is getting taken out of the air in the apartment. Things are beginning to be damp, so we ordered a dehumidifier last night.

This took much discussion, web browsing, and review reading. Eventually we made a decision. My contention is done is what we want. Grant wants to get the best which does not mean the most expensive, but rather a good deal we will be pleased with. Pushing our luck, we also picked out a bed frame. Again, I wanted done; Grant wanted the best. We decided not to consider mattresses until this weekend. My patience and energy were gone.

Friends of ours have decided to move to the city where his company's headquarters are. They went up over Mother's Day, looked around, found a house, and bought it. Good grief, we can barely buy a dehumidifier and bed frame. How will we ever choose where to life, much less buy a house?

Baby steps. At lease we did get some decisions made.