Ever feel comfortable with the smooth sailing that appears in front of you? I've often felt I could relax a bit and just move forward without issue, only to find that some other being had a different plan. I've had a couple of small intrusions like this in the past couple of weeks. Last night I encountered another one. Just after returning home from work and changing into my 'clothes I don't wear in public but feel so comfy' clothes, when the doorbell rang. It was a gentleman who introduced himself as the contractor that would be replacing the town sidewalk on our block beginning tomorrow. I voiced my concern about getting in and out of the driveway in the interim. He plans to do the uphill half of the block first and then the downhill side. I'm located in the middle of that block. They will add gravel to ensure we can get in and out after the old sidewalk is removed. We can't park on the street as they will be down to a single lane and the street is only wide enough to have parking on one side. Where is it that I should park, I thought? Today I called town hall -- 4 different numbers -- none of which answered the many rings. I then called the one on the flyer -- that got me bylaw enforcement -- hmmm. That person gave me the number of the Town person in charge of the project. Two calls made -- to a cell phone that dropped the call each time. The contractor suggested I park uphill in the vacant lot. I pointed out this was private property and I wouldn't do that. He was going to check to see if it were possible. I'm going to ask two neighbours if I can share their driveway for the couple of days when frames and cement are in place. Bizarre handling of the issue -- and a flyer that had at least two major grammatical errors -- hard for this grammarian. <smile>
When talking to a friend about the parking silliness, a song ran through my mind. I visualized the intrusion as someone making waves in the calm waters. The lyrics say something quite similar <smile>. Enjoy!
Don't Rock the Boat -- The Hues Corporation
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