They are going to pour cement

 Last night at dinner, Keith told me they will pour cement this morning at 6am.

I just crept down stairs and picked in the kitchen and Keith was fixing his coffee. I did not want him to know I was there so I came back upstairs. I am sitting in bed for a while. This is usually when Rick drives to the BHSC to exercise. I wonder if he will watch for a while. When I looked outside the door to the workman’s shed was closed. I do not want to disturb anything.

I did not sleep well. I was cold sometimes and then hot. I sleep best if I am warm with the covers on me. I think I am going to go look out the window. 

I am on the deck. They have a cement truck here from Allied and the gigantic  truck with a long pole used to pour the cement.  There are several men just watching in green shirts and hard hats. 

I am sitting in our family rooms. I have my pajamas on and finished my breakfast of yogurt and toast with butter and honey.  Rick came down and took some old newspapers I have been reading. The truck is spreading the cement on the other side of the road. I am going to watch more.  There is another truck waiting to deliver more cement.