Everyone has some sound that drives them insane. Mine used to be a knife scraping a plate (like fingernails on a chalkboard). But over the past two weeks I have found what might quite possibly be the most annoying sound in the world!

We live on a fairly busy street. It’s two lanes (well it’s marked as a 2 lane road but some dumb asses drive like it’s 4 lanes when they feel like passing) and a few blocks down is a hospital. So we get quite a bit of traffic. Our house, like the others on this street, sits about 60 feet from the road. Despite the traffic we love the older neighborhood and location.

Two weeks ago that all changed. At first I kept thinking some blind driver must be cutting the corner short and running over the curb when turning down the block. I would hear this noise and then it began to develop a rhythm.

Keplunk. House shakes. Silence. Keplunk. House shakes. Silence. Keplunk. House shakes. Silence. (The silence is when no one is making the road 4 lanes and the traffic actually can avoid the pothole.)

After a sleepless night of hearing this and wondering what could possibly be making that noise we finally figured it out. A pothole. More like crater that could swallow a small kid was right in front of our house.

For the next week we tried to block out the consistent keplunking. It wasn’t working very well.

Then on the news this week I saw our city was having a “pothole blitz”! The answer to my prayers! So I called down to our courteous and efficiently run city office and told them I had a pothole that needed to be filled. The lovely lady with the oh-so pleasant attitude who answered the phone said, “So.”

Uh?!? So? So fill the dang thing is what I wanted to say. But I’ve dealt with the city offices before. Now, I’m not being critical here, just making an observation. Most of them are ladies. Few of them are under 60. Many of them are slobs. All of them need Zoloft more than I do. I’ve learned to kill them with kindness.

So I blab a little with her about how I’m sure she’s been getting a lot of calls and that I can’t imagine it’s easy to keep track of all that, etc…After some small talk with my fellow sister, I ask when she thinks they may get out to fill it.

“Let’s see. You are #417 on the list. Chances are…..um not likely.”

WHAT?!? Is this lady a magic 8 ball? How is that possible? If our city has #417 potholes then they need to do a better job building these roads to begin with! The blitz should have started last year. There are so many issues with this.

For now it’s still keplunk.