It's probably good that she and her Damned Husband will replace the weather seal there, don't get me wrong..nothing lasts forever and B. was not as anal as the actual engineer that made the one I moved in with. But at the same time, they've already added mats to it and they're always sweeping it--it's getting hard to ignore the subtext of "My gosh, that's so ugly," and "You are both feeble AND heathens, so you need me to step in, like, right now, or it will never get done." If I did pray regularly, today it would be for Dana to find another project.