Looking Over My Shoulder

[poliphilo]

My son is coming to live with us.

Or at least park his gear with us while he does his living elsewhere.

So we're clearing a room for him.

This involves me in sawing up furniture and burning papers.

Which is uncomfortably close to what domestic murderers do.

And it's not as if I had half an acre to work in.

All this mayhem is going on in a tiny back yard and I'm in constant fear- what with the air and noise pollution I'm causing- that someone is going to pop their head over the back gate and go, "Hey, you!"

Comments

[poliphilo.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I want to get rid of it and this is actually the easiest way. It's not stuff anyone would buy.