I am very, very happy to report that The Switch was flipped last night here at The Compound with minimal bitching and fanfare. The Old Man (aka The Patient) flipped it yesterday afternoon, after he and my Sweet Mother were outside chopping down an old dead rose bush and dismantling its trellis. It was awesome to come home to a humid-free house last night after work.
I think this is the first time that The Switch has been flipped without me even saying one word.
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