The third floor apartment now has a door to keep us (and the dogs) from going up there.
Luckily we now wash the clothing downstairs instead of on the 4th floor roof, but the door, if locked, will stop them from hanging clothing in the storage area (which lacks windows) when it rains.
Oh well: guess we'll just hang them in the garden.
So where is the money coming from? One rice field was mortgaged. Sigh.
Joy and I will supervise the rice field that Lolo gave to Ruby. Part of Ruby's lot is used for veggies and not under our control. Robin owns part of the large lot too, but no word if she is getting a cut in the profits.
Me? Just sitting around wasting time.
FINEST KIND CLINIC AND FISHMARKET.... Discussing medicine, culture, and the joys of cooking Pansit.
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