I couldn't post this morning. The computer wouldn't let me get on my own site. How's that for service?
Yesterday was as quite as a tomb, compared to today.
Steve and Tina ("Cherokee") came by to see me, and I told Steve he could work today for us at the new house on Cherry Street.
He made a mock-up of the stucco on the outside of the house, and it matched perfectly. He really knows plaster and concrete work, and I will be needing a lot of both.
I worked at menial jobs, but mostly hauled sand and rocks up into the front porch area to back-fill it and get it ready for the arrival (on Tuesday morning) of the concrete.
It's boring, hard, back-breaking work when you're having to do it all by yourself. I can't push the wheelbarrow up the ramp, so I have to carry the sand in a bucket. My neck and shoulders hurt like crazy, but the work has to be done.
Today, it was like Grand Central Station there.
Kenny Dailey came by twice, Steve and Tina (Cherokee) were there all day, Buddy Hipshire's son came by and asked for work, and two morons who were high on something came to offer to sell me some concrete blocks. They left once, and came back with their truck so loaded that I thought it might blow out the thread-bare tires before they could get out of the yard. The second time, they had some concrete lintals loaded up in it, and the rear bumper was about 3-4" off the ground. They wanted $35.00 each for the lintals, but I didn't need them. They finally begged me so hard that I felt sorta sorry for them, and took the lintals and some more concrete blocks for $80.00. Steve told me the lintals were worth about $45.00-$50.00 each, and there were 8-10 of them. They are the older style, and weigh a ton! I told the duvouses they should back their truck up into the yard and unload them, but they carried them up the hill and put them beside an abandoned satelitte dish. Steve, Cherokee and I sat and laughed at them until our eyes watered.
They were as high as a Georgia Pine Tree. I need some of their pills. I could work all night and never eat another bite.
They said they have about 700 to 2500 bricks (according to which account they were giving) to sell me. I might not ever see them again. They wanted to borrow my sledge hammer, and get some water for their radiator, which had enough water in it or was bone dry, according, again, to which account they were giving.
I should have had a home movie camera handy. I could make $10,000.00 on America's Funniest Home Videos. They were running 'round and 'round their truck during their hurried and over-speaking speaches. I'd say they'll sleep pretty well if they're ever able to lay down again.
The second time they came, they brought a fellow who used to run a bar up on the other side of town named Kenny something. He has some roof tiles that match the ones on the house. He's going to cut some weeds that are around them and let me see if I want them.
They'd look splendid on the roof of the new garage.
The neighbor lady saw those clowns, and said later that she wondered what all the excitement was about.
She walked over this evening, looking for a cat that I have seen a few times. It's not hers, but she's been leaving out some food for it. It's (at least) mostly white, and shy.
I hope we can find it before it gets run over on Rutledge Pike.
This has been quite a day, and I'm SO tired!
I want a bath and the comfort of my bed.
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