08/20/2006
Here is a bit of
back-story. Actually, it’s more than a bit. It’s a bunch, stretching back to
March 2005. And I have told it to so many people in so many ways, that I have
decided to set it to music, to make it more interesting. So call to mind the
tune of “The Star Spangled Banner,” and
apply the following words:
In March of last year
We heard of some land
Nice acreage on a hill
With southern exposure
It was right in our town
But we did have to fight
Oh the battles we lost
As we struggled for
closure
The sale was so hard
Our psyches were scarred
Bluffed and bamboozled
But we pressed on for-ward
Delays and disasters,
but our hearts stayed strong
After all we have been
through---
What else--could
go—wrong.
(note: As I was
writing this, the excavator called to inform us that we will have to blast away
some ledge to pour our foundation. So the moral of the story is, don’t write
smart-alecky songs that tempt fate because fate generally isn’t known for
having a healthy sense of humor).
2/26/12
This was a celebratory time after a summer of pure frustration. We expected to start building in April or May, but due to a difficult landowner and her weasel of a real estate agent, the build didn't begin until the end of August. Thus I was roofing in January as opposed to October. At any rate, we spent the summer hitting every salvage yard, antique shop and tag sale we could find and collected a bunch of stuff for the house in the process, so it wasn't a complete waste of time. But man I was fit to be tied all summer long. However, we finally did get started, and the day after the above was posted, the excavator started digging, and the ball finally got rolling.