brunobaby

Twenty-four hours after saying to myself, "Hey, I haven't had a bad cold in years," I have a bad cold. It coincides with a particularly hectic week at the job and running home to interview various contractors who would like to bid on mending the walls of my humble little tenement. And about a million other things.

But my brain is grimy right now and I would end up agreeing to either 1) Nothing or 2) Laying out the price of a Lexus to have the apartment transformed into 325 feet of Trump Palace. So I will put off any decisions until my head clears up.