Monday, July 1: Remember when the installer ran out of floor tiles because the estimator didn’t estimate properly how many we’d need to deal with all the nooks and crannies in this old condo? (June 18 if you don’t recall, and there’s no reason you should.) Well, the order for the additional tiles we’d need came in, and the installer came back and finished that part of the job, only to find that there wasn’t enough of the quarter round to finish up the job. So that means another couple weeks at least while we wait for more to be ordered and shipped and a new installer assigned (the one who’s been here is booked up). It’s wrapped in vinyl to coordinate with the flooring, so we couldn’t just go to the big box store and buy it ourselves just to get this project done, which was my first thought. I like the floor and I’m glad we finally did it, but wow I didn’t expect it would take quite so long to complete.

 
Tuesday, July 2: Sailing day. There was enough wind that the boat heeled over more than it had the previous times I’d been on it, which was bit nervous-making for me. I trust Mr. Karen to handle things but the part of my brain that thinks the boat might tip over isn’t super receptive to reason. I’ll get there with some more exposure, I hope.

 
Wednesday, July 3: Went to check on the huckleberry patch where we usually start our season. There were some ripe berries, but many were still green or red, not yet that deep purple we’re looking for. I did get a few ounces since I was out there, but will wait at least until after the holiday weekend to get serious about picking.

 
Thursday, July 4: Went to a BBQ at a friend’s house. Took a cheese plate because then I don’t feel guilty for eating so much cheese. Clockwise from the orange: 3-year local sharp cheddar, manchego, gjestost, cheddar style goat.

 
Friday, July 5: Spent the day at home recovering from the revelry of the day before. Noticed that the mat by the front door had gotten flipped over during the floor project, though it looked neat. Also thought it looked like we could use a new mat by the front door.

 
Saturday, July 6: Stayed long enough at the party I went to that one of the cats came out to investigate. She was not into my attention whatsoever.

 
Sunday, July 7: Another sailing day. I think I’m getting slightly better at steering when it’s my turn. The new thing today was using the genoa (bigger) instead of the jib (smaller) for the foresail.

 

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