In a weird state of suspended animation this Saturday afternoon. Like a series approximation falling short of its limit. Jack the contractor fellow who has been painting my house and fixing stuff, has been slowed down and frustrated by all kinds of things, but mostly by the difficulty of working with the gutter.
Today we were certain the job would end, for sure, but he discovered he lacked a critical piece. He headed off to the hardware store, but after apparently purchasing it, his truck broke down. So, maybe we won't finish after all. I just hope he doesn't give it all up and join a monastery instead.