4 May 2011

When someone takes a rain check, I always thought that meant they were postponing something because of bad weather.  Seems that Liam and Gary understand things differently.  The significant rain that we were supposed to have received yesterday started just after midnight. (Trust me, when sleeping with Delores, you KNOW when it’s raining.)  Our intrepid master electricians arrived early in what proved to be a nonstop monsoon.  Only time the rain let up, I took off my rain jacket, which action worked just as advertised on TV, i.e., the downpour immediately recommenced.  Gary and Liam roughed in the electrical runs to various lights and outlets, then hooked one outlet up to a temporary feed from the main electrical panel.  And now we have power to the people, I mean, to the shed.  When I was digging, and then later backfilling, the trench across the driveway for the temporary electrical feed, I found many building rocks, many of which I had previously rejected as unsuitable due to their shape.  At this point I am so desperate for stone that if there is the slightest chance a rock once came out of a volcano, I probably will put it in the pile.  After Liam and Gary left, shortly past noon, I finished laying a course of rocks in the four sections not yet complete.  Decided that one of my least favorite activities is parging rocks in the rain.  But, once the cementing was done, a few ounces from the bottle with the black label soon took the chill off.  Delores not being the most posh accommodation in town, only thing I had for my libations was a water glass.  Just perfect…