Man, what a day! I swear, if I had a dollar for every crazy thing that happened in Upper Hutt today, I’d be rich. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds chirping, all that jazz. I’m like, “Sweet, today’s gonna be chill.” Little did I know...
First off, I’m heading down Fergusson Drive, and boom! Traffic jam. Like, seriously? It’s a Tuesday! I’m sittin’ there, fuming, thinking about all the wood I could be cutting instead of staring at some dude’s bumper sticker that says “My other car is a broom.” Really, mate? A broom?
Finally, I get to the job site on Pine Ave. It’s a new build, and I’m pumped. I love the smell of fresh timber. But then, I find out the client wants a custom deck. Like, not just any deck, but one that’s “Instagrammable.” Ugh, what does that even mean? I’m a carpenter, not a photographer!
So, I’m measuring and cutting, right? And then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I mean, it’s Upper Hutt, so rain’s kinda expected, but this was like someone dumped a bucket on me. I’m soaked, and my tools are getting all rusty. I’m standing there, drenched, thinking, “Great, just great.”
But then, I see this kid on the street. He’s riding his bike, splashing through puddles, laughing like he’s in a movie. And I’m like, “Man, I miss being a kid.” So, I take a break, lean against the wall, and just watch him. It’s a reminder that life’s not all about work, ya know?
After the rain, I’m back at it. I’m hammering away, and I swear, I hit my thumb. Ouch! I let out a string of words that would make a sailor blush. But then, I look up, and there’s this old lady walking by. She stops, gives me a look, and says, “You know, dear, that’s not how you get the nails in.” I just chuckle. Thanks for the tip, lady!
Later, I head over to the local café on Main Street. I need a coffee, like, yesterday. I order a flat white, and the barista, bless her, says, “You look like you’ve been through a storm.” I laugh and say, “You have no idea.” She hands me my coffee, and it’s like liquid gold. I take a sip, and suddenly, life’s good again.
But then, I get a call. It’s my mate, Dave. He’s stuck at the pub on High Street. Apparently, he’s lost his wallet. Classic Dave, right? So, I’m like, “Alright, I’ll come get ya.” I drive over, and the whole time, I’m thinking, “This better not take long.”
When I get there, he’s sitting outside, looking all sheepish. I can’t help but laugh. “You really need to keep track of your stuff, mate.” We grab a pint, and I’m just glad to unwind. The sun’s setting, and Upper Hutt looks beautiful. The hills, the river, it’s all just... perfect.
As we’re chatting, I notice this group of kids playing footy in the park. They’re having a blast, and I’m like, “Man, I wish I could join.” But then I remember my thumb. Ouch.
Eventually, I drop Dave off, and I’m driving home, thinking about the day. It was a rollercoaster, for sure. From the rain to the laughs, it was all over the place. Upper Hutt, you’ve got a way of keeping things interesting.
I get home, kick off my boots, and plop on the couch. I’m exhausted but happy. Tomorrow’s another day, and who knows what it’ll bring? But for now, I’m just gonna chill and enjoy the quiet. Cheers to that!