A Completely Productive Day

Today I had planned to be highly focused and productive. I even sat down last night and drew up a schedule, accounting for everything. I even included checking in with a friend to see how his date went last night. It went great, right until 10:30. That’s when a couple of guys showed up who’ve been hired to paint the metal railings at my apartment. No problem, they really need painting.

Well, one problem. My porch garden was in their way. So, half my plants are now pushed up in two rows along the building. The other half of the large dirt filled pots are now in my living room. The guys said they’d be finished tomorrow. I can live with it for that long, right?

Except …

They have to sand off the rust before they can paint. Which means power tools, which I can cope with. Until they hit the metal and make it screech so that the back of my neck tenses up like it does at the dentist’s office. Not really coping anymore. Then the sanding tool moved up the posts and the entire railing started to vibrate, making the metal scream like it’s being held down and tortured. Which it may be, I mean it’s not like the railing can say, “Hey, that sander really hurts. Knock it off,” now can it? At any rate, that’s the sound that made me bail.

I packed up my computer and headed for the park. It’s just up the canyon and the day is perfect for loafing around with a book, but I’ve decided I’m not going to let this interfere with my productive day.

Oooh, daisies! When did they plant those?

Anyway, just because my schedule has been thrown off doesn’t mean I can’t be productive.

Squirrel! I wonder if he likes grapes. Uh, no, and while I don’t speak squirrel I’m pretty sure he’s using words his Mama would wash his mouth out with soap for using.

Back to work. Oh, dang! The Battery’s low. There must be an outl…