Remember last week when I put up the poem that said, “Hold on, dear house…against the wind’s tearing force”? Well–hold on, dear house! It was pretty windy all night so there was a whole new set of house sounds to learn.
All this wind is supposed to bring snow. Technically, snow removal is part of the HOA dues I’ve paid but I don’t have a contact number or any info about it. This will be fascinating…maybe it’s time to yell at people on the phone again?