Sunday Evening Post
I keep making these posts at a few minutes to midnight. I guess that’s what happens when you’re trying to move into a new apartment, eh?
The place looks totally different than it did Friday night (for better, I should add). I should absolutely show you Jeff with the hammer drill we rented. This is a serious piece of power equipment. It’s a mini jackhammer. Since neither of us is macho – we’re both computer nerds – Jeff doing battle with the concrete walls was really something today. We won. If you had any doubt, you don’t know how stubborn we both are.
We’re also contemplating Mr. McScruffy. We don’t want Yorkie #2. Having a dog just like Audrey would be heartbreaking. Yet we loved certain doggy things about her, and certain terrier traits. We’re still thinking about it, but we will go visit Mr. McScruffy next weekend to see what we think.
Anyway, this is a sample conversation this evening that illustrates just how worn out we are at this point:
Jeff: You have the drill?
Me: No.
Jeff: Why not?
Me: ‘Cause.
Jeff: You should always have the drill.
Me: Huh?
Jeff: The drill.
Me: What?
Jeff: Are you paying attention to me?
Me: I don’t know. What are we talking about?
Jeff: The drill. Have you seen it?
Me: Didn’t you have it last?
Jeff: I don’t know. You find it. You’re supposed to have it.
Me: What? The drill? Okay. But I don’t know where it is….
And on and on it goes … At this point, if you’re a praying person, or a good thoughts person, we probably need a little of both.
3 Comments
feel free to leave a few words of your own...Melissa — Mon Nov 9, 2009 at 11:07 am (link)I never had any doubt you’d conquer the wall.
Paula Frey — Mon Nov 9, 2009 at 3:51 pm (link)I’m still campaigning for the adoption of Mr.McScruffy.
Anna — Wed Nov 11, 2009 at 2:46 pm (link)Stella thinks Mr.McScruffy is a real cutie. She advocates on his behalf.
