Adult Blogger: VIP CREW loosened up, we talked, he fished out a card. He said he'd be over in a few minutes to have a look around.
I love small victories. They mean more if you don't have to cajole or plead. Then it's just pity, you haven't won squat. When you persuade someone to change their mind and both parties are happy with the result, I exult.
It was on my return to the house that Mitzi called out from next door. I opened her mailbox and carried the mail up the walk to her as she finished unsnapping the leash from her little terrier, Judy.
"So Ted, are you hiring someone new?" she asked, looking down the street at the noisy crew.
I shrugged. "Well, we talked anyway. He's going to come up in a half hour and eyeball things. But his going rate is less than what I'm paying now."
Mitzi let the dog back into the house. I think the noise was bothering it. "Thanks for bringing the mail." she said, scanning through and pulling out one with overseas markings. "Ah, just in time, you can always set the clock by him." she chuckled, laugh lines around her eyes
