Trivial Pursuits

Good noon.
This has been a busy week. Nothing much has been done, as far as my personal check-off list is concerned.

Outside, things are happening. The fencing man, Richard, is there with his faithful crew, trying to finish up the back yard fences before the rains hit.
They have finished the long front to back part that's between our lot and the clinica.  That's in cedar. We decided against replacing it with redwood, and the fence guy has hauled off tons of valuable redwood boards, weathered but OK, to his advantage.

Then at the back lot line, the cedar fence turns the corner and continues about twenty feet.  At that point, it becomes chain link which will serve to delineate a dropping off place up here , down to the lower forty.  We are keeping Theo's staircase, but the gate up top will be chain link. And only three or four feet tall.  Our view will be augmented, and the neighbors' view of our yard will be greatly augmented since it will be opened up for the first time ever, ever since the redwood fence was put up twenty five years ago at least.

Will I like it? Will it be what I'd want? No.  I have learned to compromise.  It is strange that we are in a recession but everything is 'way more costly than it used to be anyway.  If a fence cost 500 dollars eight years ago, you can bet on its cost being 900 now.  And there's the cost of the labor. It, too , has gone way up. If there are any bargain workers out there I have no idea how to find them. C'est la vie.

That reminds me of a naughty joke. A Mexican and a Frenchman are standing on a street corner when a pretty girl walks by.  A breeze blows her skirts up around her waist, and the Frenchman turns to the Mexican and says, "Ah, c'est la vie."  The Mexican turns to the Frenchman and says, "Yo se la vi, tambien."  Every man in Brownsville Texas thinks he made that joke up himself.  YAZZYBEL