Progress, of a sort

Gramz Quilts — Sat, 12 May 2012 13:32:00 GMT

Lying in bed and thinking about getting up to do yard work before the sun gets hot like yesterday, our thoughts were interrupted by a loud and long roll of thunder. We sprang out of bed to get as much work accomplished as is possible before the rain began in earnest. While DH mowed, I cleaned up my mess from yesterday's gardening and weeded the vegetables and herb beds.

As we finished up and large drops began to fall, a neighbor stepped out onto her deck and waved. I smiled and waved back. She cupped her hands around her mouth and shouted, "You should have waited!"

I smiled and responded, "Oh, until it rains?"

"You should have waited to mow!" she yelled.

"Right! Until after the rain!" I smiled at her joke.

"You should have waited until an appropriate time! My bedroom window is right there!" She was pointing at a row of windows.

Oops. My smile died. She wasn't joking. "Oh, I am so sorry!"

Of all the neighbors, even though her house is closest, she was the one I was least worried about waking. Since her "fur-covered razor blades" (to borrow a description about dobermans from "True Lies") are let out each morning around 5:30 and bark at everything, I assumed she would be up and about.

As she turned back into her house I was thinking I will apologize again later today and maybe take over a small gift. At least it took us nearly a year this time to offend a neighbor. That's progress - of a sort.

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Progress, of a sort