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I am quite literally trapped in the house. Well, I suppose I could escape on foot, but it is rainy and cold outside, so I shall stay trapped (dry and somewhat warm).
The street in front of my house has gone from paved, to dirt, to grand canyon in the space of a hour or so. They are working their way down the street about forty to sixty feet a day (which will slow way down when the pipes are twenty two feet deep instead of the eight-to-ten-ish they are here). And the past week has seen dirt and gravel and messy pavement patch after pavement patch.
They rang my doorbell at 7:30 this morning to let me know that if I needed my car today, to move it around the block, since I wasn't going to get another chance. He was damn lucky I was dressed at 7:30 this morning, because I *could* have answered the door in my underpants, since that was all I had been wearing not two minutes earlier.
I decided not to go out today, and left the car in the driveway. All I really have to do is go to the PO to mail my taxes, and I can very easily do that tomorrow when I go vote.
Yes, my town is having elections tomorrow. Why they chose April Fool's Day for town elections I will never understand.
So I've seen two dump tucks, a big CAT with front hoe, a slightly smaller CAT with the front-pushy-shovel attachment thingie, and several other assorted trucks (shut up. I have nieces - they aren't into big trucks. I haven't a clue what they are called. Give my still-incubating nephew a couple of years and perhaps he'll be motor crazy and I'll *know* what all these trucks are and the function of each. Right now? Clue-free.).
We've got the dig-it-out-part, the replace-pipe-part, the fill-in-with-gravel-part, and the cover-over-with-dirt-part. By about 3:30ish they will start the messy overnight-pavement-patch bit that will render the road use-able for about fourteen hours, and then they'll come back tomorrow morning at 6 and start it all over again, ripping up most of the pavement laid today - and move only a tiny bit down the street.
They've used my front lawn as a staging area for pipes, coolers, and surveying equipment and such, and in addition have come up to the house and used the outside spigot to run water into buckets, and wash of various tools. Which scared the heck out of me until I figured out what that *noise* was.
So yeah. Going a bit barmy here (shut up, Gwen). What's new out in the big wide world today?!?
The street in front of my house has gone from paved, to dirt, to grand canyon in the space of a hour or so. They are working their way down the street about forty to sixty feet a day (which will slow way down when the pipes are twenty two feet deep instead of the eight-to-ten-ish they are here). And the past week has seen dirt and gravel and messy pavement patch after pavement patch.
They rang my doorbell at 7:30 this morning to let me know that if I needed my car today, to move it around the block, since I wasn't going to get another chance. He was damn lucky I was dressed at 7:30 this morning, because I *could* have answered the door in my underpants, since that was all I had been wearing not two minutes earlier.
I decided not to go out today, and left the car in the driveway. All I really have to do is go to the PO to mail my taxes, and I can very easily do that tomorrow when I go vote.
Yes, my town is having elections tomorrow. Why they chose April Fool's Day for town elections I will never understand.
So I've seen two dump tucks, a big CAT with front hoe, a slightly smaller CAT with the front-pushy-shovel attachment thingie, and several other assorted trucks (shut up. I have nieces - they aren't into big trucks. I haven't a clue what they are called. Give my still-incubating nephew a couple of years and perhaps he'll be motor crazy and I'll *know* what all these trucks are and the function of each. Right now? Clue-free.).
We've got the dig-it-out-part, the replace-pipe-part, the fill-in-with-gravel-part, and the cover-over-with-dirt-part. By about 3:30ish they will start the messy overnight-pavement-patch bit that will render the road use-able for about fourteen hours, and then they'll come back tomorrow morning at 6 and start it all over again, ripping up most of the pavement laid today - and move only a tiny bit down the street.
They've used my front lawn as a staging area for pipes, coolers, and surveying equipment and such, and in addition have come up to the house and used the outside spigot to run water into buckets, and wash of various tools. Which scared the heck out of me until I figured out what that *noise* was.
So yeah. Going a bit barmy here (shut up, Gwen). What's new out in the big wide world today?!?
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The front push-shovel attachment is probably just called a 'blade' just so you know. And the assorted trucks are either dump trucks, belly dumps, and possibly cement mixers. Why yes, yes I was a tomboy. How can you tell? :-)
Are they allowed to just help themselves to your water? I mean, don't they at least need your permission?
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Blade, blade, right... this is good. And no cement mixers - that I would have recognized! And while not quite a tomboy, I also wasn't a girly girl. Shocking, I know. :D
But yeah, they keep exchanging their front attachments to haul around large gravel containers, and this huge structure they keep putting in the ground to work around, and then removing after dumping in the gravel. The guys that operate this stuff are really good. The one CAT looks almost alive as it moves around, he moves it so smoothly.
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Are you watching through the front window, feet up while you sip a hot cup o' someting?
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Hmmm... Tea is not a bad idea right now. *wanders off to look in the cupboards*