Like the Nails Dragged Down a Blackboard
Posted on May 1st, 2009 by Cynthia D'Amour
My blood curdled.
It was a gorgeous day…
- The temperature was delicious.
- The sun beckoned seductively.
- Did I really need to work the entire Friday afternoon?
And then in a flash, my fantasy crashed.
- Men in neon yellow vests invaded my world.
- They parked in front of my house.
- And brought out the jackhammer.
The noise was deafening.
- My brain rattled.
- My spirit crunched.
- My teeth clenched in frustration.
Ever the opportunist, I seized the moment.
- I snuck out to the porch with camera in hand.
- Snapped a quick shot.
- And scrambled back in the house to share my sad tale.
Alas, my day is done.
- (It’s not the kind of wine I had in mind.)
- I’m uploading this post.
- Then leaving the house.
So much for a lazy afternoon snoozing on the front porch!
Makes me think of chapter leaders…if timing is everything, how well do you do?
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