Thursday, February 4, 2016
The Fun is About to Start...
He is wheeling and dealing as usual now. He talked Zar into helping him repair the house and whatever furniture he can talk Tessie out of, for cheap...
No mention of payment for the help... After all Zar is his nephew. All in the family.
They insisted that I had been out of the loop long enough. A great time was had by all. Not much in mini though.
He's very picky. NO WICKER!
That's fine with me. I don't have to make more for Tessie to replace anything that he took.
Also, he took one look at the painting on top of the pile and announced, "There will be none of this modern nonsense in the townhouse now.
At one point, he looked at me and told me that he needs a cook/housekeeper and a butler. I put my foot down. Maybe a cook/housekeeper, but he is not getting a butler. That would mean enlarging the house for servant's quarters. No way! No how!
I can easily see this quickly spiraling out of hand. He is laying down rules right and left and seems to think that I am responsible for it all. I want to go back to when it was just Tessie telling me what to do. Her, I could argue with.
I think that the first thing I am going to do is put a BIG lock on the outside of the closet door. He can always spend a few hours in lock down if things get too out of control.
At least he is decent to run around the house now. New clothes make the man.
See you tomorrow.