Man, what a day! I swear, Smiltene really knows how to throw a curveball. Woke up this mornin’ thinkin’ it’d be just another chill day, ya know? Just me, my tools, and some wood. But nah, Smiltene had other plans.
First off, I hit up Rīgas iela, my usual route. The sun was shinin’, birds chirpin’, and I’m feelin’ good. But then, BAM! A pigeon decides to drop a bomb right on my shoulder. Like, c’mon, dude! I’m just tryin’ to live my life here. I laughed it off, though. Just a lil’ birdy payback for all the times I’ve ignored ‘em.
So I get to the job site, right? It’s this old house on Lāčplēša iela. The owner, a real character, tells me he wants a custom bookshelf. I’m thinkin’, “Easy peasy.” But then he pulls out this ancient blueprint. I mean, it looked older than my grandma! I’m like, “Dude, are we buildin’ a bookshelf or a time machine?”
Anyway, I start cuttin’ the wood, and I’m feelin’ like a pro. But then, outta nowhere, my saw jams. Ugh! I’m yankin’ on it like it owes me money. Finally, I get it workin’ again, but not before I slice my finger. Just a lil’ nick, but man, it hurt like a mother! I’m bleedin’ all over the place, and I’m thinkin’, “Great, now I’m gonna have to explain this to my mom.”
After that fiasco, I decide to take a break. I stroll down to the park by the Smiltene river. It’s a nice spot, ya know? Kids playin’, couples smoochin’, and I’m just sittin’ there, tryin’ to forget about my finger. But then, I see this old dude feedin’ ducks. He’s got this whole bag of bread, and I’m like, “Man, I could use some of that.”
So I wander over, and we start chattin’. Turns out, he’s lived in Smiltene his whole life. He tells me stories about the old days, like when they had the big market on Brīvības iela. I’m laughin’ and listenin’, and for a moment, I forget about my day. It’s like Smiltene’s magic just kicked in.
But then, just as I’m gettin’ all sentimental, I hear this loud crash. I whip around, and some kid on a bike just wiped out. I rush over, and he’s fine, just a lil’ scraped up. But his bike? Total wreck. I’m thinkin’, “Man, this kid’s gonna need a new ride.”
After that, I head back to the job site, and I’m feelin’ pumped. I finish the bookshelf, and it actually looks good! The owner’s all smiles, and I’m thinkin’, “Maybe today ain’t so bad after all.”
But then, as I’m packin’ up, I realize I left my favorite hammer at the park. Nooo! I sprint back, heart racin’. I get there, and thank the heavens, it’s still there! I grab it, and I’m feelin’ like I just won the lottery.
Finally, I head home, exhausted but happy. Smiltene, you wild city, you really know how to keep a carpenter on his toes. I can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings. Just hopin’ it involves less bird poop and more good vibes.