Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Dear City of Portland,

Two cement trucks AND street sweepers at 1.20 in the afternoon? REALLY? It is NAPTIME.

I couldn't even get the water meter reader to reach down and try turning a faucet to help me figure out where our leak is while I had Henry screaming in my arms and ellie and Quinn hiding behind each leg, "Liability, ma'am." And now you've got a fleet of trucks trying to destroy my sanity one tiny piece at a time.

It's a conspiracy.