Friday, July 23, 2010
She is in charge...
She looks young, voluptuous and on the heavy side. Is hard to notice her features as her face is covered with huge oval dark sunglasses. Three small children are buzzing around her like flies as she answers their incessant demands in rapid fire intervals and simultaneously carries the conversation.
Behind her, stands a vintage trailer in desperate need of a full restoration, as the conversation progresses, she lists the research, planning, steps and details of the restoration project, which is all very impressive.
In the distance, the husband's voice can be heard asking about opening the valve for the propane tanks. With one kid dangling from one arm, the other two jumping in front of her, she is in the middle of telling how she located the trailer online at a bargain price, she manages to shout in a long range voice to the husband to leave the propane tanks alone, they are empty and the copper pipes need replacement, and that she brought a portable propane stove that can be found in the back of the truck.
In the middle of all this, she manages to notice that there is a hole near the roof line of her trailer. I offer silicon or duct tape to temporary patch it. She offers her thanks, and stretches her arm to pull a box full of tools and supplies to fix such contingencies.
In the distance the husband's voice can be heard again asking for a more exact location for the portable stove as the three children finally start crying all at the same time.
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