Our local branch of the library, where Rita works, and which is right around the corner from me, is undergoing extensive renovation. I just heard that it will be vacated for the duration, as of this coming Friday. Rita will be working a couple of miles away for at least the next four months. Since she does not drive, this means no more lunch time visits for quite a while.
For me, besides missing her company, this means no more of her bringing in my mail, and taking out my trash once a week. Inconvenient, to say the least. There are lots of days when I can't do that.
Too bad it has to be during the entire winter (and into the spring). That's bad news for her - and me too. And it can't be good for the construction team trying to get it all done, which might mean it could be even longer.
I will have to find something else to occupy me in the middle of each day. She will have to learn the bus schedule for days when she can't get a ride to and from work. And I'm betting, despite the fact that it's been in the papers and there will be a sign on the library door, that the people at Town Hall next door to the library, will have a steady stream of people asking them what's happening and where they can find the library. People do seem to be like that.
Monday, January 4, 2010
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aww, this sounds like a drag Bobbie. I hope something works out in some way for everyone involved.
A funny coincidence, our library is about to be renovated as well.
I can relate to this post. It's nice to have little corners of your life that you depend on. Hey! Our library got renovated too. I hope it all smooths itself out for you.
Awww..I am sorry about this for you and Rita...Isn't there a neighbor who wouldn't mind bringing in the mail and taking the trash to the street...We did that for our neighbor and walked the dog of another.....Michelle
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Yes, Michelle, I'm sure it will work out. I do have some wonderful people around me. And Rita will stop in after work, or my son will come by as well. But I will miss the almost-daily visits.
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