I see Wood and Moons

I'm sky high (probably from adhesive fumes). After several weeks of walking on the cement slab, we are finally getting the wood floors replaced. They're the solid oak, pre-finished, glue it down on the subfloor (which was also replaced) kind of floors that look like the solid oak, unfinished, move out of your house for a two-weeks kind of floors. Never mind. If you have dealt with wood flooring, you'll know what I'm talking about. Oh, the moons. Well, the nicest installer on the planet likes to wear his pants ultra-low. I don't know why, but he always has his backside towards me when I walk through the house. Thus the moons.