Z is for Zip

Zapped. Zonked. I got nothin’.

I’m ending this April A to Z blog challenge “not with a bang but a whimper.” (Thank you T.S. Eliot.)

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Y is for Yawn

The roof is yawning, open to the sky. The guy on the scaffold fired up his Sawzall at about 7:20 this morning. There is no snooze button on a Sawzall. The whole house feels like the inside of my head when the dentist is drilling. Cue the ghost of my father sympathizing thusly: “It’s progress, Megan. Buck up.”


The roof is coming down in rectangular hunks. Are they going to try to stretch a tarp across the expanse, or just take potluck with the weekend weather? As if a little rain would matter at this point.

The crew knocks off about 3:00. I’ll take a nap then. Til then…YAWN.

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