Posted by Terry Wooley on Saturday, April 23, 2011 Under: Words By Terry
Today was one of those days. After a grand total of about 2 hours sleep, considering I was up all night watching the weather, I jumped right out of bed at the crack of noon, and was ready to take on the day head first. That is how I usually take on everything since my head is the hardest thing I have, especially when you get my age, all the other parts become brittle, and sometimes just fall off. The grass needed cutting, and I figured since no one else was jumping up to volunteer to get it done, and the neighbors were starting to complain that they were worried there children would get lost in my yard and never find there way home, I decided to tackle it.
What I didn’t expect was that the mower would quit after only a few rounds, and leave me unable to finish the job. Well at least the kids now have a path through it, so maybe the neighbors will quit whining. Don’t really know why they started all that complaining. It was such a nice neighborhood when I moved here, just a few months ago. It was one of the older neighborhoods in town, all the yards were neatly trimmed, all the children seemed so friendly and everyone seemed to be like one big happy family, and it seems that everyone did things together.
Just a few short weeks after I moved in the local fence contractor must have made a special deal to the neighborhood, and it must have been cheap, because he built everyone around me an 8 ft high fence. Wonder why he never stop by to see me. He must have been just starting out because he put gates in the fences on every side but the one that faces my yard. I guess he just forgot, but now when I want to see what the neighbors are doing, I have to get out my ladder, and climb up to the top of the fence. They must be really busy now though, because since I bought my ladder, they are not in the yard anymore. I’ve also noticed that the economy is really affecting the neighborhood, because most of the folks around me are evidently having to sell there houses. There are for sale signs in almost every yard around my house. It’s amazing things can go that bad that quick for so many folks.
And even though I’m not the smartest of people by any stretch of the imagination, and you will have to understand my imagination is like the band around your underwear, it will stretch a long, long way, I believe there is another reason for all the changes in my little community. I believe that by moving here I have increased the Global Warming. And the reason I believe this is because just the other day I overheard one of those neighbors in there back yard discussing me. He said to his wife, “Ever since that musician moved in next door, we’ve both been a little hot under the collar.” I guess now would be a good time to call that new air conditioning company. Gore’s heating and air.
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