Life in the Fish Bowl


Adiós, Do widzenia, Salaam, Auf Wiedersehen, Shalom to my Painters

The painters are gone. Finally. It looks better after another visit, but I still think I will paint my dining room again myself. I look at this as a costly learning experience - if you want something done the way you want it, do it youself.

At least this time one of them spoke English so we could communicate. I told one of them last week that he reminded me of my Grandmother who is hard of hearing and who just nods to everything like she heard it, when of course she didn't understand a word you said.

Know what he did?

Nodded at me like he understood.