If it's not one thing it's another. And another. And another. Much more than one thing. First, my mini-Palooza with my sister the ex-mayor's wife, to Oklahoma casinos in March, was cut short by the CLOSING of the casinos! Shortly after we returned home to Hillmomba, the Stay-At-Home-Down went into effect. Then it was lifted, but I had to WEAR A MASK and enter the House of Infecteds to get refills for my regular prescriptions. And tree-trimmers set up a blockade between the Mansion and the Gas Station Chicken Store.
Whew! You'd think Mrs. HM was back in business now, being her sunny rainbows and unicorns self. But no! There is another obstacle preventing her from living her lackadaisical lifestyle. It is NOT the return of The Pony.
Coming out of town, at the city limit, by the hilltop road that takes you into the parking lot of Farmer H's Storage Unit Store...there appeared a sign. One of those electronic ones that scrolls a message.
ROAD WORK BEGINNING THE WEEK OF MAY 18
What in the Not-Heaven? How much work can a road need? They barely finished trimming trees along that section last week!
Anyhoo...Monday afternoon, of May 18, Farmer H reported that no roadwork was being done. He DID say that tree-trimmers were "working by the bridge." Then he ran away. Or at least abandoned me for an air-conditioner repairman. Which is another story for sometime, somewhere.
Let the record show that there are 3 bridges between the Mansion and town. Of course I assumed Farmer H meant the big high bridge out on the lettered county highway. I didn't see any tree-trimmers at our bridge by Mailbox Row. Traffic went by. So I took my regular route, up the hill where Farmer H had that SCHOOL BUS STOP yellow sign put up. On down the other side, and around, approaching the low water bridge that floods...and I saw
A RED DUMP TRUCK BLOCKING THE ROAD!
Are you freakin' kidding me? That section of road is barely wide enough for T-Hoe and a car to pass. I'm in danger of dropping a tire off the edge of the blacktop. No way could I get around a dump truck. I turned around in the driveway of the guy we bought our old rental duplex from. Took the other route, back past Mailbox Row and the car repair shop, and eventually the house with the corner crushed by the falling tree last week. It still had tarps nailed to cover the damage.
Anyhoo...I don't know where the tree-trimmers will be tomorrow. But I DID look up the road work, and it will consist of WIDENING and RESURFACING the lettered county highway, from Farmer H's Storage Unit Store to way out past our turn-off, past the road I came out today, past the little chapel where we vote, out to the middle of nowhere to an intersecting lettered highway.
Looks like I might be at-homing again until they get past our road...
4 comments:
They're trying their best to trap you in your house... You might not be able to get your life elixir for a period of time.
Maybe you need to get one of those Soda Streams, so you can make your own soda...
Sioux,
Today I bought 3 six-packs of bottled Diet Coke at Country Mart. JUST IN CASE. I don't think I'd be good with a Soda Stream. It would find a way to spray into my face, or not shut off, or give me FEET-FLAVORED soda!
I can't even work the can opener my sister the ex-mayor's wife gave me for Christmas. The one you set on top of the can and it supposedly runs itself. I only had success with about the first 10 cans. Now it doesn't cut all the way through, or doesn't stop, or stops intermittently.
Just like when 'they' recently redid our driveway through the flats, it's a through road from the main road down to our side road and out, took them almost three weeks, but there's a bonus, at each end they lettered "Private No Through Road" which will stop those on bikes and skateboards from zooming through and walkers who decide to just wander through on their daily constitutional.
Just think how much easier your drives will be once the road is finished :)
River,
It WILL be nice when it's finished. The surface is fine now, but it definitely needs to have a shoulder area to get over in an emergency. I worry about the men who will have to stand holding the reversible STOP and SLOW signs at each end of the construction. And about myself in T-Hoe, waiting. Some drivers are inattentive, and can plow right into stopped cars and signal men.
I hope your PRIVATE ROAD signs work better than ours! And that you have fewer ne'er-do-wells!
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