Electricians are here and are working in the unfinished attic over my head. I keep imaging dust raining down, or worse. My cat has developed a 1000 yard stare probably picturing 180lb squirrels walking across our rafters.
We’ve also hit out first unexpected snag. Hopefully first and only.
Super nice guys though, I feel bad for how often they keep getting hurt in my imagination.
He just wants some juice.