Is that Easter I see sneaking around the corner? I THOUGHT IT WAS NEXT WEEK! But with everything that's been going on and not going on, it's no wonder your girl has lost track of time. Like everyone else in the world, she's been on high alert regarding her and her family's own health and well-being.
P.S.: This will be the first Easter for several years that she hasn't delivered holiday chocolate to her computer-repair pals, her friends at the bank, the guys at Mazda, and her neighborhood friends.
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Hey, hey--after a month of tossing around ideas about the back-yard erosion in her head, Fiorella finally came up with a workable solution while she was napping on the couch.. She leapt up immediately, of course, grabbed a handful of metal staves some from the garage, dashed out into the drizzle, and laid her markers in the back yard to teast out her idea, and IT WORKS!
Now to turn it into action. She'll have to get accurate measurements, move part of the fence to allow for another door to the back yard, and hire someone to not only replace the old drain spouts, but pound in the metal edgings which are part of her plan. The project will cost $$$, but not even half of what the original quote wood have.
Her immediate problem is coronavirus, of course. How can Fio buy the makings for her project and get them hauled to her house without leaving said house?
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This is such a small thing, but it really aggravates Fiorella--her hair needs trimming and, like every other smart-thinking personal service provider, her stylist has shuttered her doors for the duration.
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