Ah, Summer Construction! On the west side of our community, there’s a large freeway reconstruction project underway. Like all construction, it will be wonderful when it is finished.
The demolition of the road is something we anticipated. The contractor (a great local contractor by the way) is abiding by the noise regulations and hours agreed upon.
The unintended consequence that has occurred, however, is the redirected traffic hitting the rumble strips on the sides of the yet unfinished road. Every time this occurs in the night, my wife hits me with her pillow! I have lost hours of sleep because I’m not about to close the window. I asked her to sleep on a down-filled pillow, but now I’m waking up with feathers in my mouth. This morning I awoke with a start as she was poised above me with both hands on her pillow. She claims that she was having a dream, but...
I’m considering moving into the spare bedroom and installing a trip-wire of some sort. She said that was what she was hoping for all along. You would think we would be more direct after forty-five years of matrimonial bliss.
Mayor David Ogden