Ten days of heat.
Ten days of ice water.
Ten days of an outside port-o-john.
Ten days of thank yous.
Eight days of Travis taking Leroy to his parents.
Six days of wondering why they told us four.
Five days of working from home.
Two days of doughnuts.
One pair of pants.
Resolves to a gorgeous new roof!
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It's true, I am enamored with this piece of black metal \m/ aluminum, with the gritty coating on top and the radiant barrier underneath. I want to stare and caress her beauty, her uniformity, her protection. I didn't think I'd feel that way either; I hear the millennials collectively chanting basic, basic, basic... Don't care.
That's what struck me unexpectedly. As it morphed into a tangible thing, I became fascinated by my reaction. Certainly not like the first day of the truck backup, excitement overshadowed that by a linear foot. I wanted to see the progress throughout the day; I kinda wanted to learn; I gained an even larger appreciation for a days' labor. I wanted a sign with classic neon typeface buzzing the evolution of seeing today realized, where this much needed necessity was hard at work, keeping us both fashionable and safe.
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