29th July 2020
“ Is it stein night yet?” I shouted as the sweat rolled down my forehead and into my eyes stinging them.
“Is it pool time yet?” Replied Kelli”
“Is it stein in the pool night yet” was the obvious reply to that.
I was determined to get the shed finished even if all my fluids drain out of me leaving me like a luffa.
It was slow job, marking out and drilling each strip was torturous in the heat.
The screws baked in the sun burnt my finger picking them up, and the damn screwdriver bit kept jamming in the screw head leading to the frustration.
I punched the air as the last strip on one side was completed, now was pool time.
It was great just drifting in the water, it was just the right temperature to throw yourself into without having a heart attack.
We both floated for an hour, then got ready to go out to dinner.
On the way we had to deliver the large dresser, that was a great sale, and fortunately it wasn’t that far to go.
Getting it into the truck was a trial, it was a heavy bastard, but with some trolleys under it we managed to manoeuvre out of the garage in into the back of the truck.
Getting it out at the other end was much harder, that meant we had to remove the drawers, but the thought of 200 notes in our hand made the lifting much easier to bare.
We had our table booked outside, in a quiet corner, but that was ruined by a couple on the next table, the guy must have been a comedian, because the girl on his table found everything so funny. Her laugh raised Kelli’s hackles, we tried a different seating arrangement to try to baffle the irritating noise.
In the end we tried to neutralise the situation by drowning them out, with our own conversation.
Another Lifetime to go 