Monday, September 10, 2007
Yesterday, I told my dad that I would be at his house tomorrow to do all the spraying of Round UP. When I got there, he wanted me to take him to the bank; then he gave my brother and me each $300. He had told me that he was going to give me $200 for my road trip, but I guess he decided to help me more. Fine by me. I can certainly use it with gas prices rising every day. He has no clue that I have a new computer ordered. He wouldn't understand why I needed a new one when I have one that works fine. He's sensible that way!!! His daughter is NOT!
The builder and the developer came and looked at the tile. The culprit, which I already knew, is the clay soil that shrinks and expands depending on the moisture. Fortunately, there is a solution. The broken tiles will be removed and a moveable membrane placed over the crack underneath. The tiles will be replaced and there will be some flexible grout used to allow for some movement. The grout gets hard just like the other, but it still allows for some movement. I learn something new about construction all the time and it's fun. I like learning new stuff. The only problem is that by the next day, I forget it!!! Oh, the perils of aging!!!