The sun is shining! The Logix on the basement is two blocks high! The sun is shining!
June is a big month for us; being hopeful for an awful lot of progress on the house, it is so much better when the sun is shining. The progress on the basement was delayed by two days of rain last week, the concrete was supposed to have been poured yesterday, but the walls aren’t up yet, so of course the framing is pushed back a bit, too.
It’s sweetly reassuring to see the birds still building their nests; these guys are right outside the front window in the cedars. Being sparrows, they are completely fearless, and often perch on the window sill, seemingly curious as to the world on the other side of the glass. But as long as they respect the fact that it is glass, and not go flying into it, I’m happy to watch the progress on their home build!
Wanting to make sure that every part of our home build is being coordinated in a timely manner has been a bit distracting, to say the least. It’s hard being in the waiting-madrush-waiting-madrush holding pattern. Waiting to get call backs, waiting for good weather, waiting for schedules to coordinate. Rushing about, confirming kitchen bits and paying deposits, and making time for the phone calls that need to be made today. Chadd claims that he could tell that it was “getting to me,” and took me yarn shopping. With a ten minute time limit. Which made the ladies in the shop burst out in shocked laughter when he entered the shop ten minutes after me, announcing, “All right, dear, time is up. Pay for the yarn and let’s go.” When she stopped laughing, one little old lady gave him a sweet little lecture about yarn shopping and time…one other lady rolled her eyes as she told the room that she had “left her children in the car.” Being Chadd, he then proceeded to shock them all, insisting on a pair of purple socks for himself, a pair for me (in a gorgeous, squishy Manos Del Uruguay), and approved the colour chosen for his mom. Just for good measure, the Fleece Artist BFL got plunked on the counter, and he pulled out his wallet.
My stress has somehow evaporated into thin air, and I’ve just got a big grin on my face. The yarn…is…so…lovely. I’ve never owned such a gorgeous pile of squishy lovely in my life. I can’t wait to start knitting…I’m having a hard time deciding…but of course Chadd’s socks should come first…
So much more, more, more has been going on here, and I’m going to have to leave it for now, as I run off on a kitchen errand. Softball, and a trip to weed the garden plot are in the works for tonight. The back yard is not finished yet…only about a dozen more pots to plant…or so. And then, of course, there is all that sock yarn waiting for me!