This morning was another appointment, and another run up to Jamestown.
We try to make the most of the trip up there. It's not really all that far away, but it is in another state. New York State's gas is 20 cents a gallon cheaper than it is down here in Pennsylvania. Our gas prices are more heavily taxed.
New York State's milk is also about $2.50 per gallon cheaper than we can buy it here in Pennsylvania. I believe that this is because the state subsidizes milk prices as a child health initiative. So we always get a couple gallons of milk while we are there.
We also go to Brigiotta's, which sells produce. They also have a deli which sells cheeses and meats. We stick to the produce. They have restaurant sized bags of lettuce for $1.99. It's handy when we're running between jobs, and we've both been eating a lot of salad. They had big sweet peppers, red, yellow and green at 2 for $1, which is about half the price of Aldi's. I bought a bag of onions and a huge vidalia onion for 99 cents.
But the big bargain was that they had bananas on sale for 20 cents a pound. We bought 40 pounds to drop off for Mattie. The kids do love bananas, and she and Katie use them in baking. I opened up the hatch as Mattie came to the door. "Do you think you can use 40 pounds of bananas?" I called out to her, and she said, "Probably," in her jolly way.
It was an interesting day to stop in. They had cut ice. Levi seemed very proud of their day's work. "Go look!" he urged us as he stood on the porch in his sock feet. So we walked over, Shadow following along. He does love being petted. The ice house was filled from floor to ceiling with huge blocks of ice. Tim called back "So where are you going to put the food? You've got no room left!" Levi laughed and said, "That ice is 9 inches thick! We haven't had ice like that in quite a while."
They were just about to sit down for lunch, and invited us to pull up a place. We couldn't stay. We had work waiting to be done and two more stops to make on the way home.
So that was today.
We've got the flooring down in the second room.
Tomorrow we will be finishing up some odds and ends and getting ready for final inspection, one last hurtle. It doesn't mean that we're done with the house, but it does mean that they've checked all the boxes they need to check to assure themselves that the house has been built to code.
Discuss:
People pay money for this. To each his own, but honestly, the first thing that pops into my head is 'dirty fingernails'. It is a bit of a jolt to see in a health care setting. I just find it interesting that people see this as stylish. Is it just me?
Oh by the way, we also got the flooring done. Yawn. It’s nothing really. 😀
ReplyDeleteOh, it was something alright. I didn't think anyone wanted to hear details of one man yelling out board lengths to a woman who trotted downstairs to cut the proper length and then trot back upstairs with the board. 20 or 30 trips up and then back down those steps. My bad knee was screaming by the time we were done. There were a couple instances of snappiness. On both sides. I just figured to leave the gory details out, that's all.
DeleteSort of like me 46 years ago, struggling to keep the hopper full of cellulose insulation while my husband law-de-dawed in the attic, swaying the hose back and forth.
DeleteI do like artistic nails but I don't think I care for black tips.
ReplyDeleteWhen you want to shop local to support locals, but.....
ReplyDeleteYay, more floor down! Can you give your knees a rest for a bit,?!
You should be fine with the inspection.
Nails? Just no!!