(A nod to Clement C. Moore’s The Night Before Christmas.)
The Night Before Delivery
Twas the night before delivery
When all through our home
We were sweating, trying to sleep
but tossing and turning, dreaming of gnomes.
The area was cleared, laundry was done and removed
For we had received a phone call with news…oh, what news!
What had planned to be a Wednesday delivery
Had been moved up to Tuesday. Oh gee!
So Hubby in his boxers and I in my pj’s
Had finally settled down for a cozy night of sleep…NAY!
When out in the driveway there sounded a loud beep!
I rushed to the kitchen and made ready to greet.
Opening the garage door I threw up the switch
Turned on the light and I began to twitch!
The sun on the pavement and bright white truck & van
Made my heart flutter as my eyes tried to scan.
Hark! What to my tired and bleary eyes should appear?
But a van and two trucks with five workmen in gear.
With a tall young driver, so prompt and polite
I knew in a moment, everything would be alright.
More rapid than greyhounds, introductions were made.
And he pointed and shouted and called them by name.
“Here’s Todd. Now Dave! Now Michael and Dixon!
Now on to the plans we have for a fixin’.
To the inside of the garage and the side of the house!
We need to detach, remove, install and replace for her spouse!”
As bees set to work on cleaning the hive
When they carry the debris to the outside,
So on to the old units the workmen encroached
With a truck full of tools and the Supervisor’s approach.
And then in a flurry, I heard the men chatter
Then the clinking and clanking of wrenches and hammer.
As I withdrew to my home, and was closing the door
The Supervisor quickly said, “There is more!”
He was dressed in his uniform, so clean and so pressed
A striking comparison to me who was so rumpled and depressed.
A clipboard and pen were ready at hand,
He went over the details, waved over my land.
His eyes were so bright! His smile so happy!
His demeanor so nice! Whereas I was quite flappy!
His voice was too pleasant for me at this early time.
And I almost swore that he may have mimed!
But the clipboard he held with pen tight in his hand
Was bouncing and moving as if in a band.
He told me of supplies, measurements, time, and expectations.
With barely 5 hours of sleep, I’m not sure I heard all the information.
He was fairly thin and agile, a right pleasing good fellow.
And I laughed when he told me I would soon be able to mellow.
A flick of his head to his workers, the four
And he was off for supplies for an hour or more.
When he came back with supplies, the workers they pounced.
They were ready to finish. They grabbed, strolled and bounced.
And turning again, he drove off with a wave,
And I turned and walked wistfully back into my cave.
Then the team called me out, the new HVAC was installed!
And they all drove away. I was so glad I called.
And I heard their comments so clear in my head,
“Happy Sleeping to you!” The four of them said.
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