Maintenance Mike & The Domesticated Harpy
My morning started off rudely. I was awakened first by the construction noises nearby on another patio. And i drifted in and out of sleep, still needing another few hours. Then a banging at my door set my heart to pounding. And the person kept banging. I hurried to open the door, my pistol behind my back as usual, (I am a single woman who lives alone. I make no apologies) and opened the door. The construction guy was standing there with three other guys (already a little daunting for a woman alone) and announced that I had to move … Continue reading →