The other day, Mark was talking to one of the contractor types who is working on our street. The weather was very cool earlier this week and we've been concerned about the paving (or lack thereof) and the new sidewalks which have yet to be installed. The contractor told Mark that they would be paving and putting in the sidewalks starting late next week. Mark was happy to hear that, when he told me this (on the way home - he picked me up after talking to this guy), I was pleased because it seemed that they may be done before halloween.
By the time we drove up our street (less than an hour later) guys were back on our block, tearing shit up again. This particularly creepy looking guy (who was smoking a stinky cigarette I might add) advised us to park on the street because they were starting on the sidewalks - at 4:30 p.m. So, once again, our street is ripped to shreds, we cannot park in our driveway, the weather has turned to shit and we have to climb over trenches to get in and out of the house.
I'm not impressed, not by a long shot. And today, to add insult to injury, poor Mark has a killer migraine. Not really fair is it?
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