Who knew Santa was good with a wrench?

The plumber is at my house right now, fiixng my bathtub tap. The plumber looks like Santa Claus in overalls, which scared the crap out of me when I opened the door. I had to cast a furtive glance at the calendar to make sure it wasn't 1) December, or 2) April Fools Day (again).

I hate having people come fix things in my house. I mean, I like it when things are fixed, but the process of the fixing, which involves me calling them, them calling me, me cleaning my house (a gargantuan task, believe me), me sitting around awkwardly as the work is done, and so on. It's just not pleasant.