Thinking too much
These days
Leads to blue ink
Scribbled hastily on a white steno pad,
The words left behind
Reflected back
Magnified
Smudged
By unwanted, frustrated tears
That I can’t seem
To turn
Off.
They seem to cease
Or are eased
By glasses of wine,
Only to return
Stronger
Just like our leaky roof.
I put a tarp down
Until we could fix it
(So we could ignore it)
But then it shifted.
The rain got worse
And the leak did, too.
This time we needed two buckets.
But on the nice days,
The dry days,
We can’t be bothered to fix it
So busy in our own worlds.
Instead a spray-can
Of sticky black sealant
Stops it
For a little while.
Not long now before
Another heavy rain.
Better stock up on wine.
And buckets.
by Julie Blue 
Wine fixes everything. Try usung the corks to plug the holes. I can come up with any excuse for wine. 🙂
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I like the way you think…and I just might have enough corks to get the job done.
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Ah, no, no. ALWAYS use fresh corks. You’ll have to drink more wine, but just think of it as “Taking one for the house”.
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Note to Self: Buy the case next time…
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Before you know it people will ask you what you do for a living and you’ll reply, “I do roofing…And drink heavily.”
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…or professional wine taster who does roofing on the side?
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That’s even better.
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I bought a bottle of wine, but I messed up; it’s a screw cap.
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Oh, no!
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Yes. And you never told me – did you find the doormat?
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I went, but no doormats. The girls said they would be getting more this week 😦
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Well, the tag did say “Hot Item,” so…
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If I had a bottle tonight I would get started fixing that leak…it will have to wait another night.
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