Sonny and Ian (the latter freshly returned from a weekend getting
sunburned in Virginia) pulled in at 7 and got to work putting up the 2x4 walls
inboard of the concrete around the perimeter of the lower level. Jimmy, James, and Wink Rhodes from Ploof
Excavating all arrived at 7:45 and got busy creating two enormous holes in the future
croquet court yard on the west side of the house. Once everyone was settled
in, Delores and I took a jaunt to Kampersville (for a through purging), then to
Goodro’s (where getting turned around proved to be a bit of a challenge), then
to Desabrais Glass (to pick up the new garage door transom light… and
completely block their driveway), and finally to Hannaford’s (to get Chree’s
favorite gin… that the Brandon store didn’t have yesterday). The further we went the more Delores seemed
to like it; guess she needed the exercise.
Back at Fern Lake by 10 and set to work making Delores squeaky clean
(which, of course, lasted for approximately 2 seconds after the dogs got here).
At noon, Jimmy was informed that there
would be a multi-hour delay in the septic tanks’ arrival. Chree and canine companions arrived with the
rain at 2 o’clock. The Camp Precast
Concrete truck showed up at 3:30… with the wrong septic tank loaded on board. (They brought a 1,000 tank; we had ordered a
much more spacious 1,500 gallon home for our human waste.) After some hairy moments (the truck proved
not to be quite as stable as the driver was expecting), the pump tank (which
was the right size) was put in its hole.
There were multiple things about the way that tank was configured and
placed that I didn’t like, but after thrashing through solutions with Jimmy, I
decided not to send the tank back. Time
will tell whether that was the right decision.
P.S. Chree did not like the
porch v-groove ceiling.
