Charlie Manson is back

So I wake up this morning to a bunch of drilling and sawing. Kind of funny when you weren't planning on someone cutting a hole through the wall into your garage at 7am on a Saturday morning of a holiday weekend. Maddie starts screaming. Kacey is mad. I am somewhere between a elephant safari ride and trying to explain to George W. that I need some funding for my new job. I was in such a deep sleep, I was trying to figure out how to get off the elephant to figure out what was going on downstairs.

So I just out of bed, put some clothes on. Yes, i sleep with clothes on, just not enough to walk out in front of all my neighbors. I finally stumble outside, without contacts in, to try and figure it all out. There is Charlie and and brother Bill with a big grin on their face. He laughs and says that they had a bet on how long it would take for me to get outside. I ask them what the hell they are doing sawing through the garage wall directly under my bedroom at this time???? He says he wanted to get a jump on getting the door installed and they wanted to get it done today. In order to finish the project today, they had to start early.

I ask him if he owns a phone. He asks me to pull my car out so they have better access to the hole. I ask him again if he has a phone he could have called us on, he asks me if I want the stuff in the garage covered. I am tired, groggy, can't really see anything. I give up on the veiled threats and decide to go get breakfast.

I figure I deserve a pizza after a long week, fireworks with Maddie, and fighting with the pool guys everyday. Couple of great stories to come. Strangest Taxi ride ever!! Pool guys who still don't understand that I have a party on Sunday. And Pool fountains that aren't so straight.