We have a difficulty with our apartment. Specifically, it has no deadbolt. This has been fine up until now, but with the spring and summer months approaching, and assuming at some point we'll be taking extended vacations, we need to ensure that we can protect our apartment from the bad people with screwdrivers.

Sadly, this means calling our landlords and asking them to fix it. Sasha doesn't like the phone, and I don't like speaking French, so whenever something like this comes up there is a battle of wits to determine who does the dirty work. I think I have lost this particular battle, which means I have to work up the nerve to call them. I think I've missed my opportunity for today, but that excuse can only work for so long....

Perhaps if you hold the phone and she talks... Alternately, you could just not worry about your French. What's the worst that could happen - you get a dead cat installed on the door?

Oh Lisa, let's not start to think about the worst that could happen!!!!! *laugh*

hmmm....I'll come and talk on the phone for you..:)

You know, I still haven't called....