Construction

Our apartment complex has been a swarm of activity this week. The latest in the “beautify the community before winter” insanity includes a bobcat digging trenches in the side yard and pavers pouring new black top all over the parking lot. I barely made it up in time this morning to move car before the tow trucks came around. As it is I think one poor soul may be getting his car out of impound later today.

The most amusing thing is that the guy with the bobcat apparently missed the ground at least once yesterday and plowed a lovely great hole into the side of the building. Wonder how much that’s going to cost them.

The worst thing is the paving process has heralded the arrival of new speed bumps throughout the complex. I’ll try to snag a picture of one of these soon. They’re patently evil and almost completely pointless. The Saturns bottom out on them no matter how slow or cautiously we approach. We can’t be the only people thus tormented by the bumps. Surely they won’t last long.

In accordance with my list of things to do I have a hair appointment today at 2.

In depressing news, Tanya discovered last night that she is missing several nice pieces of jewelry. Since she can’t remember the last time she laid eyes on them, her best guess is that they went missing when we were traveling for a wedding or some kind of holiday, since those are the occasions she is most likely to break out the good stuff. They may yet turn up but she has demolished every hiding place she can think of to no avail.

All of this to say that when the money runs out, we probably won’t be pawning the diamonds.