Yesterday's post (7:30 pm) was all about the sunshine & blue skies. It was nice outside. By 8:15 it was snowing. It didn't add up to much nor get very cold last night, and any sun at all, today, will melt what's on the cars.
I got a call on Thursday from the company that inspects the roof of the property I manage. He wished to perform the 10-year followup inspection next week, "...now that it's springtime," he said.
After biting my lip to keep from laughing out loud, I asked where he was calling from. Seattle, as it happens. "It may be springtime where you are," I replied, "but we still have close to a foot of snow on the ground."
"You mean the roof isn't dry?"
"Not even close."
"Oh. Could you call me when it's clear of snow?"
"Sure. How does mid-May sound?"
" ... "
Heh.
Psalm 22:27-28: “All the ends of the world shall remember and turn to the Lord, and all the kindreds of the nations shall worship before thee. For the kingdom is the Lord's, and he ruleth among the nations.”
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"Sure. How does mid-May sound?"
Optimistic.
The roof will be free of snow by the end of this month, unless we get another blizzard. I just wasn't going to give him a guarantee.
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