I have an announcement to make: I have a roomie! I found her on Craigslist, she works in publishing and just moved here from L.A. She seems totally laid-back and easy to live with.
I bought a folding door so we could put it up in her new room. Can you tell we have no idea how to do this? I think I scared her by waving the power drill around. Apparently, we also have a power saw. E has all these tools in the closet and I have no idea what the heck they’re for. I mean, we live in New York City—it’s not like we’re cutting up logs over here.
Our landlady’s son heard all the banging, finally took pity on us and came up to help. He needed only say the words and we put the poor guy to work drilling holes and moving unwanted furniture to the curb on probably the hottest day of the year (it must have been 100 degrees). I’m all about equal rights, but sometimes it’s just nice to have a man do some of the heavy lifting☺