So yesterday Mom dropped a ring down the sink. So Grandfather called someone to help us pull it out, and the ring wasn't there. Turns out, she lost the ring in question MONTHS ago. --rolls eyes-- So today Grandfather called the guy back because the pipe was leaking. Just my luck that I am still home. Why? Because I have to watch the house to make sure nothing untoward happens.
This is torture be cause the guy apparently is a smoker and the smoke smell is so strong I can smell it from down the hall, and to make things worse, I'm right next to a window.
