Dust Bowl

Construction workers returned to our street this week to prepare the street for paving.  To that end, they have brought in a huge machine to dig everything down about 24 inches.  Then large trucks bring in loads of gravel which they mix with some of the dirt.  That mixture then is returned to the hole where it is compacted and smoothed over as a "sound" surface on which to pave. Those same huge trucks, empty of their load of gravel, then fill with the left-over dirt and drive away.

The problem?  What is waiting to be dug up is a mixture of old concrete, concrete dust, sand, dirt, and stone.  When the trucks rumble past, they raise such a cloud of dust that everything is covered.  We cannot even walk across our lawn without raising dust like Charles Schultz's character Pigpen.

A passing truck leaves such a cloud of dust that we cannot clearly
see our neighbor's house across the street.

 Walking in the neighborhood is almost impossible. For now, our exercise must take place either in our basement exercise room or out of the neighborhood. Our street was supposed to be completely finished last Friday.  I doubt it will be complete by this time next week. Needless to say, washing cars or windows or dusting inside the house is a lost cause.  I'll wait until the dust literally settles to do any serious cleaning in this house.