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Mud Pie?? Well there are days when I don't feel so giddy and intoxicated with life. Today is one of those days. I'm feeling tired, like life is beating me and I ain't going no where fast. Pass the dang chocolate and lots of it! For one thing, it's spring here on the prairies and I should be feeling up, perky and excited. A new season is starting, after all, but I just feel overwhelmed. I'm very good at getting others in a good mood. I like bringing smiles to people's faces and I love to make people - just right out laugh out loud! At work, they do say they love me as part of the team; I have the team spirit. But lordy when it comes to getting myself out of these moods it is so disheartening. Even my best friend's telephone call didn't perk me up. I just wanted to crawl into back into my cave and eat grubs! Put I do realize that there is some days that are just what they are, lousy! So I decided to write a blog to vent this feeling and laugh at myself. So here I go....... I live in a town house and the sewage lines had to be replaced so they dug up my back yard while there was still snow on the ground. After the city completed the work, they left one big muddy mess! The lawn had to be dug up and then it snowed on top of the mess. Warmer weather arrived and the snow melted and left it worse then it was before. I understand there's nothing that can be done until the ground dries up but lordy what a mess. There is no walkway there now and it's pure mud all the way to where my car is parked. My big problem is trying to maneuver my way around to the car without slipping and falling in the muck. Well for two weeks I was able to get around it and stay fairly mudless but alas my worse nightmare happened! It was 10:30 at night my sickly friend calls and needs something and as I also needed to get a few things from the drugstore, I decided to accommodate her needs. I just wasn't looking forward to walking through the quicksand or should I say mud slick to my car. I was still dressed in my work clothes, black suit jacket, and skirt. Lordy, of course now it's raining and the boards I put down over the mud were now treacherously slippery, slick, an accident waiting to happen. Well I made it to the car okay and drove off to do my errand and then returned home. This time I'm loaded with my shopping, my purse and my keys in hand. I looked at the wooden planks leading to my back step and thought, " holy geesus hell does that ever look slippery," but thank god it was dark. So, I manage okay, sliding and slipping and happy as a pig in mud, I was just one board away from my back step. I slipped off the last board. My feet sank into the slimy mud. I was still okay so I got back onto the last board and with mud skies now on. I stepped as carefully as I could but missed the board and went head over tea kettle! My purse went one direction and my house keys in another. My black suit now blacker and shoes...well forget those. They were so useless by now I might as well have been bare foot. I had mud all the way down one side of me...and my hands well forget those... they were also just as useless as the shoes. %^^&(%#$@#$%*& was all I could say and then got some composure, and as quickly as I muddy well could, got up before all the neighbors outdoor lights came on. I got up onto the landing and realized I couldn't get into the house without my keys. I had recovered my purse and shopping but not my keys. I looked out to the black mess and thought, "oh geesus now what??" So, now I really did have to let go of my pride and gum through the mud looking for my keys!! Oh man, talk about frustration! Well let's say by the time I discovered them; I was a muddy mess! But I had my keys. The rest is history. The only reminder, my mud skies on the back step! I survived with just a teeny bruise on my left leg, my pride somewhere left in my muddy shoes and one hellava muddy suit. Sometimes you just got to eat chocolates and where's that dang container of chocolate chip icecream??? I could even use a chocolate milkshake and a double order of chocolate mocha cheesecake or should I say mud pie?  Luvshack
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Oh lordy..lordy..Luv you do git yoself in a beeg mess..Pick yoself up goyl and away we go...hee hee....love it Luvshack I was rolling on my sides reading that one...hey I remember those mud holes very keenly of my days spent living in Alberta. When the spring thaw came and of course no paved roads where I lived it was one big deep rut hole all the way....don't miss those days....Shartaun
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4/8/2005 6:09 pm |
Well ls, I am with Ro on this one, and he being the construction expert I have to say stick with Ro's advice. Go ahead and spare no expense in getting those 4X8 plywood sheets, however "they" should have thought to put the 4X8 sheets out there before something like this happened. Glad it's only your pride that was hurt!
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