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Sunday, August 8, 2010

Caution Tape: Under Construction

I haven't posed this question of myself for some time: What is currently under construction? Besides my patience level, that is...I was hankering to cut grass that seems almost a foot high due to our 6-week negligence and discovered that even the usual "start it up with the car and jumper cables" routine failed, and that nonetheless the gas (and containers usually topped up) were bone-dry empty...Despite noxious environmental repurcussions (and yes, I still plan to rid the front lawn entirely of all grass) I now understand my father's almost-obsessive infatuation with lawn cutting. Escapism: no calf-hugging children, no smiling but absent mother-in-law, no ipod-engrossed spouse, no unpaid bills, no rattling telephone...just prayerful silence. (Well, sort-of-silence - the "heard-through-earplugs roaring murmur" of a silence.)

But as for "under construction" on non-emotional topics??? Turns out, after consultation with a contractor friend, that our year-and-a-half bathroom renovation would be simple, cheap, and likely completed already had we not chosen in-floor heating; I am gently begging Jeff to give up his dreams a HEATED floor simply so we might have A FLOOR!

I'm trying for more construction on the mental level - it feels incredible to fit in hurried moments of book ingestion...while in the backseat on the way to church, a minute here while kids slide, a moment there while supper brews, anywhere, everywhere...

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