Some time ago it became the rage when explaining something, be it policy or personal preference in pie, to pose a question and then answer it with a definite “absolutely”. Well, I’m tired of it.

Will this cost more money? Absolutely. But it will last three times as long before it falls in the river.

Will this set the project back? Absolutely. But if mistakes are not corrected, the project will never succeed.

Will apple pie give me calories? Absolutely. But the down home flavor will remind me of the values of my parents.

Aren’t you tired of it? Absolutely.

My water heater is very sick; I stuck my hand in the part where the pilot light resides and I found rust flakes. I had seen a wet spot at one spot and this morning realized it continued under an area rug and reappeared by the corner drain. So, well, drat, I think the water heater is on its death bed. I am waiting for water heater men to come and look at it and plan to install a new one. They are running later than they said they would be so I figured it I started typing this, they would show up and ring the bell. That strategy is not working and I suppose I will have to sit on a stool in the kitchen and concentrate on sending psychic waves that pull them closer and closer until they are here.

The decision I must make now is which color stool on which to sit.