I SHOT THE above using the camera on my Hewlett Packard All-in-One desktop PC just before beddy-bye the other night. Let’s file it under “Fun With Cameras.”
It was almost 10 p.m., and we had finished our supper salads seated in our recliners, one of which you can detect in the right of the photo, watching something on Netflix. My child bride had headed downstairs, leaving me to my mischief.
Unrelated to the above is the news that the wonderful, new and spacious drain hole has been constructed on the upstairs terraza. I mentioned that in an earlier post appropriately dubbed Adding a New Hole. The work was scheduled to start Monday, but the guys started Tuesday instead, after giving me a heads-up.
Most of the time when Mexican workers cannot show up when promised, they just don’t show up when promised, an annoying cultural habit. Maybe a day late or a week. Or never. But my guys are not like that. They’re reliable.
The ones who showed up Tuesday were Miguel and his son, also Miguel, who is about 12. At one point, Big Miguel was sweeping some trash as he told me that Little Miguel didn’t want to sweep because it’s “woman’s work.” I told the boy that sweeping is a useful skill, and a hour later I spotted him sweeping, so maybe I changed his life.
He’ll score a better wife now.
They did excellent work on my new drain, so I’m awaiting a downpour that must blow in from a specific direction so I can give it a test run. I am optimistic.