Fence Killer, Quest Que Cest
So, I should be pretty happy today. The APN rehearsals went really well yesterday. I found out that the Edmonton Journal liked all three of my pitches. I had a good talk with my Forbidden Phoenix composer about what to do to some of the songs. I even got an invite to be part of the 2010 Winter Olympics symposium to plan the cultural component of the Olympics. But am I smiling today? No.
That's because some jerk rammed my backyard fence and pretty well snapped off the fence post. With the help of a good friend, I put this fence up. I have the cuts and bruises to prove it. I was thrown 5 feet because I couldn't hang on to the auger that made the fence post hole. I had laughs, sweat, and tears over the fence. It was my pride and joy. The only thing I had ever successfully built in my entire life.
And last night, I came home to see my hard work listing to one side like the Titanic. Argh. No note was left. I called the insurance company and the police. A very kind officer showed up late to investigate. Best case scenario is that the damage was caused by a Bobcat that the City uses to clear the sidewalks. Looked like the operator backed up too fast and smashed my fence. If I'm lucky, the cops will get the schedule of workers for yesterday afternoon and pinpoint who did it. I just want my fence fixed and I don't want to be the one who has to do it.
The really crappy thing is that no one can do anything until the ground thaws, so I'm stuck with an eyesore of a fence until the spring. And to top it all off, the incident triggered memories of the home invasion, so I wasn't sleeping at all last night. I'm a wee bit cranky today as a result.