It's 5:02am on April Fools's Day. It would seem as though I am the April Fool.
Why, you may ask, am I awake at 5:02am on April Fool's Day? Could it be that I am one of the last to fall revellers of Bunsen Burner Day, taking festivities right into the dawn of April?
No. That wouldn't be the answer.
I'm waiting for my turn in the shower.
And then I'm going to drive two and a half hours to an alternative energy fair where I will walk around with a husband with windmills in his eyes. My hubby gets windmills in his eyes the way greedy people get dollar signs in theirs. He'll be all full of amps and wind speeds and net metering and such.
Do you happen to know that at this very moment I have several 12 foot long fan blades in my yard? Hmmm?
These would be the fan blades he brought home from his new job.
Hubby: Hey there, Supervisor Guy. I see there's some 12 foot long fan blades in the junk pile.
Supervisor Guy: Why, yes. Yes indeed.
Hubby: Can I have them?
Supervisor Guy: What? Oh...erm...I...um...suppose so. What...uh...what might you want them for?
Hubby: I'm building a windmill of course.
Supervisor Guy: Wha....?
At least that's how I guess it went.
AS it turns out, there was another batch of 12 foot fan blades in the junk pile again this week. I asked hubby if he's going to take them too. You know, to open up a windmill parts place or something. He said they already buried them with other junk to keep, he thinks, the freaks from taking them home.
So, Happy April Fool's Day everyone. May it be full of practical jokes and alternative energy.