After days of preparatory workon the ceiling
it was time to raise
the drywall
and screw her in.
She was heavier that the drywall
that we had lifted
15 years ago,
or are we just that much weaker?
In any case, we had it in place after
a few tries when we discovered
we had to shave it here and there.
And then, after getting it up
and in place (no mean trick),
I realized that the screws
were on the kitchen table,
so Linda ran down the stairs
to find them,
only to not find them,
thinking logically and incorrectly
they'd be in a box labeled screws.
Sometimes I thought
management was hard,
but it is nothing
compared to manual labor,
where you'd give
your right foot
for another hand,
and then,
just for long enough to get in a couple of screws.
