First thing this morning my handyman, Walter, arrived at 8:30 a.m. He only arrives at 8:30 because I told him I don’t want him here at 6:30 a.m. I don’t want anyone here at 6:30 a.m. He’s been showing up every day for about two weeks. He seems to think he has found a new full-time job.
Walter showed up a few days ago and told me he hadn’t worked in four months. Being a sensible woman, I promptly gave him my to-do list. Walter has fixed, painted, constructed and cleaned himself silly. Someone on Twitter told me today that I made a mistake feeding him lunch, afternoon coffee and cake—that I’d never get rid of him. My friend Mr. McGregor’s Daughter said it was starting to sound like Eldon on Murphy Brown.
It’s all good though. The house is fresher. Things are fixed. Walter has work and money in his pocket. And I have passed his contact information along to friends who are calling.
We all need to pull together right now, right? I figure I came out ahead here. Thanks, Walter.
Ciao,
Robin
December 3rd, 2009 at 3:55 pm
I think that is great. A win/win situation, it seems to me. I wish you could send Walter over here. I’d be glad to provide lunch and afternoon tea.
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