Under Construction

The district I work for has several sites under construction. I was touring them, and finding that most of the roads were also under construction, making me late for my many meetings. I was driving an interesting two-wheel vehicle that would have easily fit in a 3 foot square. I was in an almost standing position, and the thing had split handlebars that controlled the wheels independently. I was dodging cranes and skip loaders and wondering at a couple of narrow passages how a normal car could ever possibly get through. It turns out they couldn't, the construction folks had waved me through because they wanted to see the strange vehicle I was driving. Things were so jammed at one point that they let me drive into a skip loader shovel, and they lifted me over the trench they were digging so I could continue on my trip.

Later, I had all the tile off of the roof and piled in our driveway. While I had the roof open we decided to raise the roof over our offices to make an upstairs porch/solarium. We hadn't made any plans for stairs, though, and I was trying to convince Nan that we didn't need any. A ladder would do for me, and the cats could climb up the carpeted walls of the ladderway. I could tell she wasn't buying it.

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