While avoiding more lucrative pursuits, I often look up word origins. It was no surprise to me that the word construction has its beginnings in the late 14th century and indicates a piling up, an accumulation. I don’t know exactly what they were piling up in the late 14th century, but here in the 21st we are piling up tar paper, paint cans, bills, and decaying pieces of my house.
We have been informed we have some rotting fascia and soffits. This was not in the plan. Is rotting fascia ever in the plan? Can you have only some rotting fascia? I am at dis-ease with my rotting fascia.
Another avoidance activity is reading my word-a-day page. Writers Block was my word of the day recently. Seriously. Like rotting fascia, writers block is never in the plan. I’m not sure I believe in writers block. If I decide it is something to believe in, like rotting fascia, then I have to accept I might get it. I am firmly making a stand to not believe in writers block. I fear it is too late to not believe in rotting fascia.
Now that you know what’s rotten in the state of Maine, what’s rotten with you?