Day 959 of 365 Again.
There is this railing on the stairs outside my house. In and of itself, that’s not really that interesting.
What is interesting is that it wasn’t there when I left for work this morning. I noticed it when I got home.
So either Steph’s dad came by while we were at work and decided to install a railing, or my house got tired of waiting for us to do it, and decided to spontaneously grow one.
Honestly, I’m not really sure which of those options is cooler.
Yay, my dad!!
beststephi: I think you’re being unfair in assuming that it was definitely your dad and not spontaneous growth from the house.
well, given all the good stuff my dad has done to the house and so far NOTHING that our lazy, good-for-nothing house has done (besides falling apart), I think this is safe to assume.
beststephi: your dad has done a lot of stuff, but I think you’re being unduly rude to our home. I mean it provides a roof over your head. That’s a big deal.
True. I just think it hasn’t shown much in the way of self-initiation. But I’ll give credit where credit’s due.
beststephi: there was also the one time you got trapped in Donnigan’s Cave and the house ran all the way home and barked at me and got my attention and showed me how to get to you and save you.
Awww, I love you, house! Sorry to doubt you!!!
Yay, your house!
I’m with Steph; I’ve got my money on her Dad!