After MRYB left, I decided to come upstairs and try to finish the red flounce blouse. I was really getting into it when the phone rang again -- lots of calls yesterday -- and it was ServiceMaster. His name is Terry and he is the owner. He told me he was sending a team right out. He said they would clean my carpet for me. I told him NO WAY was he "cleaning" my carpet. I told him it was like new even though it was 14 years old. He, of course, sensed immediately that I was out of my ever lovin' mind, and insisted my carpet would need to be cleaned after they dried it. I told him I would NOT let him clean it. He decided to drop that subject and send the "team" out.
About this time, I decided to call our new neighbor, Cindi, next door. Everyone who comes here to do service always goes to their house by mistake, so I thought I should warn her. She told me they already had. She was SO, SO, SO, SO NICE! She said, "You are coming over here tonight. I am going to go change the sheets right now, and you can stay here and come and go as you need to. You are also coming here to dinner tonight. I don't have much, but I will fix us something, and we can have some wine with it."
I was so pleased and thankful. I worried for a moment about the dogs, but I prayed that God would help me be gracious even if the dogs jumped in my lap while I was eating. The thought ran through my mind that maybe we really would become good friends with these new neighbors! You sure couldn't find a more gracious person that has only known you for 15 minutes.
ENTER, THE "TEAM":
Okay. Where was I?
Oh, yes. The "team" of Juston and New Guy (NG). Juston and New Guy came in and explained to me that they were going to DRY OUT my rooms with dehumidifiers. I explained to them that MRYB told me they were going to cut holes in the wall and baseboards and stick hoses in there and blow air in them to dry out INSIDE the walls. They looked at each other with bewilderment in their eyes and decided to call Terry, their boss for the 1st of about 50 times! Evidently, there was some misgivings that I was extremely poor, and my insurance company probably wouldn't pay for such an endeavor. So, I picked up my phone and got Adjuster #2 from Denton on the phone. I asked A#2 to explain to Juston and NG that my insurance WOULD pay and to get their "rears in gear". He did. Juston and NG called Terry again. Terry must have told them to proceed. So NG pulled out the refrigerator and proceeded to pry the baseboard away from the wall.