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July 17, 2007
The Darkest Hour....
I just got home from work. To discover a mess in my yard. I can't tell how much of a mess yet, because it is pitch black out, but this much I know. Somehow during my shift at work I acquired a neighbors tree.
It must have been quite dramatic, because it prompted another neighbor to track down my work phone number and call me. He didn't know my last name, and didn't even get my first name right, but when he uttered the magical name of the street I live on my supervisor knew the "emergency" call was for me. On the way to answer the call I thought of every horrible, life shattering reason I would receive an emergency call at work. My house never even crossed my mind. What I can see, as I wait for daylight is that I have a lot of cleanup to do. Broken glass, random leaves and branches mostly, a few shingles, and one large black walnut tree. I'm hoping my neighbor is neighborly enough to realize it is his tree laying just a yard or two from my house, and is sharpening his chainsaw. But for now, all I can do is wait.
Posted by Anna at July 17, 2007 3:51 AM