When I bought my townhouse 2 1/2 years ago there was an empty field behind my house that would one day become an elementary school. This July they finally started construction on it and now this is the view from my bedroom window. I never said it was a good view, just a view.
The port-a-potties are my favorite. Sometimes in the morning when I’m getting ready I’ll open the blinds in time to see someone coming in or our of them. At that moment I always close the blinds. I feel like I’m invading their privacy or something. Is that weird? Maybe, but if you know me at all, you know how true to form that is for me. Although, maybe you don’t and now I’ve just given away all of my secrets.
About a month ago, when the weather was nice, I would sleep with my windows open. Usually I would get up at six when the construction workers arrived, shut the windows, and go back to bed. One day I had taken a day off work and was sleeping in and didn’t bother to get up and shut the windows. When I finally rolled out of bed around 9:30 I walked to the window in my pajamas only to see about a half dozen construction workers facing my house and talking about some construction something-er-other. I think we were all shocked to see each other. I guess it could have been worse . . . at least I wear pajamas to bed.