David told me earlier that everything is going like clockwork, so why am I stressed?
I fully expected the dogs to howl all day, break loose and run across the street in front of a car. My yard is full of repairmen who have pulled down our shoddy old fence and are installing the most beautiful fence we have ever had around our yard.
Meantime, the dogs have been behaving and no one has broken loose, although Johnny wonders why he must wear his leash in the house. David stepped on it earlier and stopped Johnny from bolting out the door, that’s why.
For years, David maintained our old fence, and one year he installed a beautiful gate for me for an anniversary present. Later that year he built a nice fixture above the gate to hold the two lanterns that have solar batteries and glow in the dark after the sun sets.
The only thing that will remain of the fence when the guys finish is the gate. I insisted it would remain. Hermie, the foreman told me he would power wash it to make it look new. I never heard of that before. I thought the gate looked nice, but I suppose like most things around here that have aged along with me, it appears differently to a fellow who installs new gates every day.
When the new fence is finished I will post photos, but today, there is nothing to show except the neighbor’s yards.
David says I did a good job of coordinating and keeping everyone informed. The repairmen were able to park a huge dumpster in the back parking lot thanks to Mrs. Knox, the landlady of the apartment building behind us. Mr Brown said I they could park the lumber to be installed in his yard. Jamie and Ada said it was okay to box the Black Walnut that sits on the property line.
Whew. Pretty good for me the consummate introvert who hates to talk to people. I was explaining to Yuan this morning what the word introvert meant. She said, that was how she would describe her husband the physicist. Yuan and her husband are from Ethiopia and they met in Germany when they were in school. She says she likes to dress up and go to parties, but her husband does not. He prefers books to people.
I managed to talke to Yuan, then BJ, then Marie, who just returned from San Francisco. She says it was a rough trip because her cousin is very liberal and she is very conservative. I told Marie, I know what you mean. My family is full of conservatives, and I am sort of one, but still have lots of liberal left in my body. Does that make me an Independent or confused?
I blame my father. He is the only person I know who voted for both Barry Goldwater and George McGovern. As the kids say, Go Figure.