|Custom doesn't even begin to cover it. |
Poor Tristram. And Cherlyn.
Dealing with the insomniac's vagaries likely wasn't
something they were prepared for ...
|Forms for the footings built ...|
|Footings poured, luckily before the rain ...|
|That outhouse is definitely going. Any day now ...|
|L-R: Devon and Tristram|
|Cribbing almost complete|
except for the turret ...
|Turret complete ...|
|Pumper truck heading down the drive ...|
|Cement mixer coming in ...|
|... then being told to turn around and|
back the mixer down the drive.
|Backing in ...|
|Backing in ...|
|Still backing in ...|
|Still backing ...|
By this point, one assumes Landon was thrilled we'd decided to build at practically the very end of the property. Count your lucky stars, Landon. We could have picked a spot across the creek.
|Landon, looking quite pleased with himself. |
As well he should.
How is it even possible to back up a truck that big for
that distance without going off the road once?
|L-R: Corey, Linda and Kyle|
|Linda, walking the plank ...|
|Linford, grappling with a something or other ...|
At this point, the insomniac chose to retreat back into the forest and continue her documentation of the local mushroom population before she either got whacked in the head with whatever that thing was Linford was grappling with or, worse still, was told to get back to work by the foreman. Because she could easily be mistaken for a person who knows her way around a something or other.
Also, her head was starting to hurt - trying to keep track of which was the pumper truck and which was the mixer truck, and the difference between a cribbing and a footing. All she really wants to know is - when can we start with the decorating?
|Cribbing forms removed. The basement is done! |
Except for the waterproofing and that other boring stuff ...
If you look off in the distance, you'll see the Carriage House at the very edge of the forest. Considering the Development Permit was only approved on Friday, they really managed to get a lot done in two days, didn't they? It's miraculous, really.
The insomniac and her long-suffering spouse (he'll be the one pulling a face at the end of the evening as he pulls out his wallet) would like to invite the crews from Tanas Concrete and Wolf Construction to join us for wings and beer at the Water Valley Saloon on September 18th at 5:30 p.m. Ask the staff to add your order onto Wayne's tab. Tell them his extremely generous wife told you it was okay.
Until next time, the insomniac wishes you nights of blissful sleep filled with pleasant dreams. Goodnight, my pretties.