Saturday, January 18, 2020

Flea Bitten

The weather was cold and wet and it seemed like a good idea to get out of the house this afternoon and do something different. "There's a home show out at the Expo Center," I told Heidi, and off we went. The half hour in the car was pleasant enough: the weather had kept enough people home that the roads were not too bad, and we listened to our audiobook about starlings and Mozart

A cold, hard rain began to fall in earnest just as we pulled into the parking lot, and umbrellas up, we race-walked through freezing puddles to get inside. I guess I was expecting decorating showcases and ideas, but I had misread the purpose of the event; it was for home renovation and remodeling with a heavy, heavy presence of window, roofing, and siding people, many of whom jumped on us like hungry fleas.

There were also a few upscale mattress vendors, some homemade dips and bbq sauces, a couple of cooking presentations, and a mud mat demo that was very impressive, but after an hour we left empty-handed, except for the free tote bag we got for our wet umbrellas, which we actually paid for in the time it took to say no, no, no to the many services the booth was selling.

Oh, and there's that free window-replacement estimate this Wednesday evening. Our windows are 35 years old, after all.

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