//July (Page 2)

I think I'm pretty cool when I write a comedy story or share a video with a remark I'm pretty proud of. Even a good Facebook status with a couple of likes and commentary makes me flash a smile of sastifaction instantly. But for 2 weeks, the alarm on my alarm clock has been replaced by "Marcel, MARCEL, pass me the hammer that I'm going for 30 minutes non-stop!" » or « Maurice, bring me the saw to cut the bouââe! or the neighbor (always in a dressing gown and curlers no matter the time of day) who shouts "Calvase, it's 7:00, can you stop making noise, I can hear handsome Gildor Roy to tivi? ". Positive point, I am cramped when I wake up; negative point, I lack sleep and I have less concentration to write. So I said to myself that during all these renovations, I too should become a manual man. Why not ?