Today (Is that called anthropomorphization?), tried to warn me. We are gutting the inside of the right side of our house to make a gathering room out of three small rooms. One was a screened porch, which will now be a sunroom. My husband’s car got a nail and I had to fix it since he was on call. It went into the sidewall, so I needed a new tire. As I went to get it fixed, I proceeded to bump into the back of my contractor’s new pickup. It was minor, but it was still upsetting. Today had...
