So anyway;
On Tuesday this week, George comes over with a flashlight and a clip board. I say “Hi, How are you? What are you doing?” He tells me he has to go under my house for a minute to check something. I say, “Okay, See you in a minute.”
The next thing I know:
George calls me and says “I talked to Dad. Tommy and I will be at your house first thing in the morning……”
I say “Huh??” I call my father and give my list of concerns………..my father says
“Oh! Dear, Don’t worry so much. It has to be done and now is the time to do it.”
I say “Huh?????” and hang up
And then……………… I worry!
Day 1
I can’t sleep. I am so worried………….George comes with Tommy. They head under the house, do some things, but it is all very quite.
I wonder…….
Did the trolls take up residence down there?
I go about my day, and really don’t hear much of anything going on. I wonder and worry……………
Then George calls…………..
I answer timidly…….
“Hello???”
He tells me, Your heating unit is frozen and that is really very bad. Your going to have lots of trouble if you don’t ……….. yadda, yadda, this yadda yadda that.
UGGG! I tell him if he does not stop finding things wrong with my house he has to leave!
I call Mark. Mark says he knows……… We will take care of it………..Don’t worry!
But I REALLY DO!
Day 2
I still can’t sleep…………….the morning comes very fast.
George again! And Tommy! I think, Oh Man! What are we going to do? How can we? This and that?!?
George says, Superman , I mean, Dad says don’t worry…………….
But I REALLY , REALLY DO!
Then the work starts:
Hammer, hammer, bang, bang,……….. I feel strangely happy…………the sounds of the hammering seems comforting to me, the drilling, the sawing …………I like it all.
It makes me think of the way things were when I was growing up. There was always something going up or coming down.
It all feels…….. progressive.
In with the new
I sleep a little better……but I am still awake on and off through the night………
The morning comes……………
More hammering, more banging:
The sun is shining, the temperature will be as high as 60 degrees today.
“Where there is a Willy, There is a way.”
Oh, Lisa, you are taking to this blogging stuff QUITE well!! I see that you are carrying your camera around everywhere and once you start taking pictures of beams under your house >> you know you're hooked. It's really so nice "seeing" you!!
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Hence the name WONDERFUL WILLY and your Wonderful Willy’s “3rd” daughter; “5th” child. 😉 Great Pics of George – he looks good. A happy troll indeed!! Wonderful Willy’s 2nd daughter; 4th child. 😉 Marg 😉
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Lisa, great story. The trolls look great!
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This is a real funny and good story Lisa…..It seems you do not have a immediate family —just and Intimate family!
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I love the “Where there is a Willy, There is a way.”
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This is the cutiest! Love the title.
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