Dang that doorbell!
Well, it’s started. The political door knockers have rung our doorbell every day this week, always after The Curmudgeon has gone up for his nap.
We have this incredibly loud Westminster door chime I would love to replace, but I am not fond of doing electrical work while on a ladder.
Forget The Curmudgeon doing it. That will never happen.
I put a sign up today in hopes the doorbell ringers will leave us alone.