Well, hello there!
And what's that sound reaching my newly waken ears? A dozen grubby boots? A thousand tinkling hammer
strikes? Hark! Loud brutish, trampers, prancing and dancing upon my roof like so many Christmas Reindeer.
VOOM!
ALL ROOFERS SHOULD BE QUIETER.
it's not like there tearing up our roof or anything. Not that hard guys....anyhoo. That's been my morning. I'm
positive that my brain will duplicate the sound once these bounders have left. Also I was asleep when they
started so once I woke up I rolled out of bed, absolutely stunning, as anyone who has just woken up from the
crappiest sleep of the century is bound to do! RUN ON SENTENCE! Long and short my window was
open, like wide open, no blinds open, in my PJs open. Thank God I didn't have my contacts in or I would
have seen their horrified, eyes burning faces. I should have just snarled MEDUSA IS HERE! and slammed
the curtains. But one or more of them might have fallen off the roof and lawsuits are nasty little beasts.
I'm off to get some coffee...also my snake wig, because opportunities should never be wasted....but that's just me.
hehe. I remember, many a year ago, when your Grandma lived next door, and I woke up late and sleepy and realized that some of her grandchildren were climbing the tree right outside my window. If I remember correctly, I rolled out of bed to the floor and crawled out of sight.
ReplyDeleteThat's what I SHOULD have done....but I just stood there like a half asleep horror. Quiet amusing...:)
ReplyDeletePlease tell me I wasn't one of them.... hehe
My favorite: when the doorbell rings, and your heart skips a beat when you realize you've slept in, and they might want to come in to stay a while, and you're hugely aware you're in your pajamas.
ReplyDelete*locks door*
Just life's little moments that keep you humble. Mean old life...
ReplyDeleteI don't think you were.
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