Sputterpub's Blog

Approaching home improvement with a plan,
I marshaled funds and interviewed four pros.
I paid attention to what can’t and can
be done, and chose a team that surely knows
construction, plumbing, wiring, paint and tile.
I backed off then to see what they could do.
And most their work showed expertise and style,
except for wall mounts slightly out of true.

Complaining gently to the gardener –
how could they fail to note a crooked cant? –
he clucked as if he heard my words for sure,
and then installed the planter box aslant.

Perhaps straight edges aren’t meant to be;
I guess I’ll call my house “Infinity.”

Disruption I invited took me out
of house and habit, for a quarter year.
I packed away my comforts, moved about
three miles to the south, into a sphere
of love and friendship, where I learned what plays
on television from a network feed.
My nights included ads and talk; my days
had games and shopping trips I didn’t need.

I moved back home before the work was done,
and as the space allowed retrieved my gear.
Locating stashed accouterments was fun,
except a pair of treasures disappeared.
I found my father’s dog tags pretty soon;
the mirror hid till Sunday afternoon.