I moved in with Señora in 2012. Shortly thereafter we noticed a breeze coming in from the base of one of the sidelights of the original 1980s front door. The wood at the base of that sidelight had rotted for whatever reason.
Discussing it with Señora I remarked that there are some options here. “I could try to repair it, but I warn you that my carpentry skills are about on a third grade level.”
Or I went on, “we could hire someone to fix it.”
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