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second day bombing When I woke this morning, the first thing that I heard was the sound of something sliding. In the back of my mind, I knew what it was and where it was coming from outside. Days ago a tall stack of shingles had appeared on the front lawn of my neighbor. Then when I looked out the window, I knew that I was right. Six men were standing on the torn up roof next door with shingles spread around the base of the house. Not too surprisingly there was a new roof on the house by six in the evening. They beat the rain by just a few hours. It wasn't a drenching rain, but any rain is still probably not wanted when putting on a new roof. ... Most of the day was devoted to packing. By the end of the day there seven filled boxes and one empty bookcase. The second bookcase still had a couple of full shelves. Even though I won't be lifting these boxes into the truck, I am still trying to keep them manageable as far as weight is concerned. Once they are in the new house, I'll be the only one shoving them around. Tomorrow I hope to fill a few of the remaining boxes with clothes. I might dismantle my kitchen table to make room for the boxes and give myself more room at the same time. It isn't as though I eat at my kitchen table that often anyway. I am thinking of making a list of the annoying things that happen here on a regular basis that I won't miss when I move into my own place. Somewhere at the top of the list would be people parking in the center of the driveway so that I can't get my car out of the garage. Personally I find this to be not only rude but moronic at the same time. The person should not be allowed to drive a car if they don't know how to park on one side of the driveway. Sigh. There are only eighteen days left until I close on the new place. ... I'm not quite sure what to say about the second day of bombing. On the one hand I can understand the sense of American pride that this action has restored, but I also have to wonder what else the future will bring. I guess that I see the United States as being a somewhat modern version of the Roman empire, but I wouldn't go so far as to say that the barbarians are at the city walls. Now that I think about it some more, the analogy is more flawed that I expected.
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