Tarped!
Published Wednesday, August 08, 2007 by Alice Q inIt's Wednesday at nearly noon fifteen, and I'm in bed.
It's a nice bed, pink sheets, green blanket, soft kitty to keep me warm.
I'm downloading music. (Shh, don't tell the feds...)
Thursday, I'm having a lovely lady over at my place. And in preparation of sleeping with said lovely lady, I washed my sheets. Because, apparently, its some combination of never being home and only sleeping on one side that's left the right side of my bed a dusty.
It's sad, really.
But now! Soft, clean, dust free. Hopefully, inviting.
Now, the tarp story.
After I had bid adieu to the man Marcia calls my hubby, I walked around the corner to my usual parking spot.
My car had been wrapped in plastic. (I should have taken a picture, it looked great; but I was distracted.)
The landscapers were out this morning, trimming trees and the like, and had wrapped Bumblebee for its own safety, I suppose.
I was in a good mood, so I immediately started giggling. One of the landscapers looked up at me, taking in my morning attire: stripey boxers, white cami, and kitty slippers.
I was dressed for early morning fun, and bed, not for the public embarrassment of having to pull armfuls of plastic off my car while landscapers watch me.
Believe me, none of them stopped to help. Stopped to watch, naturally. But help? Not a chance.
I got the car mostly unwrapped (they did a very thorough job, even wrapped the tires) when Matt rounded the corner to leave and saw me.
He stopped to help. What a nice boy.
Now, this might be even more amusing to mention that this is my second run in with the landscaping crew. One time, with my iPod on, blasting loudly, I bounced outside to my car (tank top and jeans this time, not too bad) to get something. I was dancing the entire way, not paying attention. I did my usual bend and reach in the back seat, looking for clothes or something, still dancing and shaking my butt. Stand up, straighted my top, look up the street to see the entire crew of landscapers watching me. Big smiles.
Since I refuse to be embarassed by my silly behavior, I did then what I did this morning. Big smiles, eye contact and waves. :D
And that's the story of how I brightened the day of a few strangers. G'bye, off to download more tunes.
Alice
I'm assuming that these landscapers are the ones outside your house, right? Or is it Matt's?
Regardless, I doubt that they'll be forgetting you anytime soon. You always manage to leave such a lasting impression...
By the way....
I
finished
it.
::evil smile::