On nights like tonight I can barely move. I certainly don’t FEEL like composing - a chore which I dread under even the best of circumstances. So I ask myself “WHY the H___ write these Tales?” This week several persons shared the challenges they are having in their lives. They say Penny Tales help lift their spirits. So for you my friends, I will share the escapades of the Penny Angels and the Penny Palace. May they bring you JOY.
Yesterday tile Bob said he would begin a little later today (7 a.m.) so that I would have time to get my sleepy butt out to the jobsite. I gave him 30 minutes to set up before I arrived at 7:30. He had already placed a good number of tile, but was mixed up on some dimensions, so it was good I didn’t arrive any later.
The painters arrived around 8:30 and began acid washing the detached-garage floor.
At 9:30 the contractor from across the street came over and said they would be digging the pool today and would set aside some boulders as I had requested.
At noon the Slagle brothers arrived to work on the elf door, cabinets, and other finish work.
Spoke with our new neighbor to the South. That was a whirlwind conversation. At 1:30 Landscape Rod arrived with one of his students; yard and house tour time. He and Doc also ran the waterfall and confirmed it is loosing a great deal of water. Must be a broken pipe somewhere in the supply line. Not good.
At 2:30 Grader Rick arrived to take his backhoe to another job. Had him quickly fetch two huge boulders from across the street.
By 3 p.m. everyone had left except Doc and I. It was time to get serious about moving the STUFF out of the attached garage. I planned to clean for an hour until 4 p.m. and then take care of other errands.
For 3.5 hours Doc and I moved cases of tile, bags of mortar, sheet goods, crates, trash, cardboard, paint, etc. etc. By 5 p.m. I was exhausted (see video), but Doc kept pushing. This Role Reversal stuff was not much fun! By 5:30 p.m. I was almost in tears saying I could not take any more lifting.
At 6 p.m. a car pulled up. It was a gentleman who said he would like to buy a house in that neighborhood, would we like to sell ours? I told him the Penny Palace was not for sale. It was not merely concrete and lumber. There were miracles attached and there is no way to accurately price miracles.
Doc and I finally left the Penny Palace at 6:40. We headed for a home improvement store to find a garage storage unit for Rental #1. We want to get the unit on-site by tomorrow morning.
At 7:30 p.m. we were both famished so went to a local steak house for dinner. That was actually a nice few quiet minutes together.
I realized I had not found any coins today. So I walked next door to the grocery store and asked the Penny Angels to do their thing. I looked in each of the check out aisles and did not see any coins. Finally, at the last aisle there was one shiny penny. Done!
By 8:30 we were home feeding the dogs, making calls for tomorrow’s work session and responding to emails.
Doc found a dime and two pennies when he stopped for coffee this morning.
Total: 4 Coins P (3), N (0), D (1), Q (0) = $0.13
Thanks for continuing to write these things despite the beating your grammar might be getting by some disgustingly picky (and anonymous) people.
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