The guys arrived on time, started sheeting and doing the deck. By noon they called "Uncle" and went home. The rain just kept on coming. No fun, especially on the roof.
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| The junk pile wasn't the only thing swimming in the wet |
Here's where we got to today
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| West deck |
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| roof on the bedroom wing |
Once the guys left, Len took a couple of loads of garbage to the dump. By then the rain had stopped. What to do? Justin, the plumber, dropped over to discuss plumbing matters and to look at Len's digging. Len decided to dig under the foundation, starting in the basement. He has been digging ever since and tells me not to call him for supper before 8pm. His back will be sore tonight.
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| Down on his knees in the basement |
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| In the pit of despair |
I had the easy job of running to town for supplies. And during the rain I baked some peanut butter cookies. Being weak and a hopeless shoveler has its advantages.
Cathryn
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