The poor soul – missing all her favorite TV shows this week. She is scrambling and trying to catch up online.
“What are you going to do when another big truck passes down our street?” Tracy asked me this morning getting ready for work. “You know it is going to happen again. It is just a matter of time.”
She is always the consummate worrier and rightly so. I can understand now what she’s thinking after all we’ve gone through since last Friday and the other outage as well earlier in the month.
“I’ve got a pad and pencil on the piano by the front door and I am going to write down their license plate of the offending truck and call the police.” I told her. “We are going to start filing a police report every time it happens.”
“We always have plan B as well,” I then told her. “Charlie is big buddies with the mayor of our fair third world city, Kyle McCoy, and we are going to get semis in residential areas outlawed and off limits.”
“Who DON”T your dad and Charlie know in this town?” Tracy replied laughing.
Tracy heartily laughed some more.
“Savory or sweet?” I then asked her changing the subject which is our custom every morning.
“Let’s try sweet this morning,” Tracy replied. “Let’s have some of those cream cheese Danishes we bought the other night in Kroger’s deli.”
This makes breakfast easier on me. I popped two Danishes in the microwave on a plate and breakfast was served.
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