Jazz from the radio is playing. It is the show Tellement Courteault. It is alright. The carrots are steaming. Hubby wants the plumber back because he loves his work and gave us, for real, a super cheap deal. I wonder if he has payments of other type in mind? Hubby is nuts not to take me seriously about what happened. He is very sexist that way: women are all hysterics and nymphomaniacs.