So I was staggering around in the heat today for about an hour - probably one of the most UNsmartest things Ive done in a while as Im still stinking sick. Anyway, the gravel guy pulls up in his humongoumous truck, and this friendly little old man gets out and I look at him and... oh my gosh!!! He looks BLIND. I mean, REALLY. And my brain immediately goes to HOW I am going to explain to Gregg that I have hired a BLIND guy to do our gravel?? And hes driving this GIGANTIC - have I mentioned how BIG this truck is??? Gravel truck. And I look at him (and I gotta say the idea of waving my hand in front of his face crossed my mind MORE than once) - and he (I guess) looks at me, and I point to where I want the gravel turn around spot and he SEEMS to follow the general direction. And we chat for a while and he is as pleasant as the day is long. Like someone you could sit and listen to for two hours and not get bored. Except Im missing most of it as while hes talking Im devising ways to surreptitiously check his vision. Before I can come up with anything I hear him say, Well lets get to it! So, I get out of the way. WAY out of the way. And immediately begin calculating the damage of a gravel truck running into/through my house and also exactly WHERE Grammie is currently sitting. But before I could begin evacuation, that guy dropped that gravel in my driveway so precisely it was ridiculous. WOW! So. We now have gravel in our driveway again. And the house is still standing. And I dont have to SPLAIN anything to Gregg. Whhhheeeee!!!! Im going back to bed now. LOL!
Posted on: Fri, 11 Jul 2014 16:22:09 +0000
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