I am well, - embarrassed and guilty for the relief I feel at Tim's prospective departure tomorrow morning. He has avoided me all day.  I don't know what it means to say that he doesn't like me, when I have no evidence that he likes anybody. In our last conversation, he scolded me for not having more work for him. To my surprise, he finally applied baseboards to all the bathrooms and to the closets of the bedrooms downstairs. That leaves without baseboards only the closet upstairs. I'm not sure whether the basebords in the kitchen have been installed.  It's not a matter of great importance, because with a little effort, I should be able to do it myself.

Rather than trying to summarize the complexities entailed in bringing the construction to completion, I will wait until we next speak on the phone, or perhaps in person, to ascertain your wishes and the degree to which you wish to be involved. As for Tim, I have been consistently friendly and uncritical, and there's no question in my mind that he will be willing to return if we pay him enough. Whether he will in fact do what we ask is another matter.

Once Tim has gone, I will review and catalogue in my mind what he's left for me to do, and how I should proceed. At some juncture, but not before November 24, when my last order from Amazon is scheduled to arrive, I will come back to Belmont, probably on short notice, and, of course, I will come, notwithstanding Amazon's delivery schedule, any time you ask me.

Good night. Sleep well.