The Inspector

Today, one of the, “Nick” slices of bread for the Scott sandwich came back over for K&B to make some adjustments on the control panel in my basement for my generator. Everything is good now and it should pass re-inspection.

My Mom let Nick know that the inspector can’t come tomorrow because no one will be home because I have a Neurology appointment. He told her to call the office and let them know. I think she spoke with someone named Kyle. I asked her to call because my voice and speech is still wonky. I will discuss this fact with my Beurologist tomorrow and I need a new prescription for compression socks as well.

I’m thinking that the inspector will be back on Thursday which is my FAVORITE day of the week and he DID tell my Mom last time that, “[I] was beautiful!” Who could tire of that?! ☺️☺️☺️