|Before it all starts|
Well butter my biscuit and dip me in gravy, we are building ourselves a farm! Cheeky southern lingo aside, we are indeed strapping ourselves in to the roller coaster that is know as home construction. Yikes.
I love roller coasters. I love the speed. I love the drops. I love the upside-down, sideways-twist, make-you-regret-the-corn-dog loops. What I hate is that defining moment as you’re sitting in the beast and you click the harness into place. In that instant you suddently realize “Oh my God, what have I just done?” (Sir, oh sir? Do you mind? I seemed to be strapped into this roller coaster and I think I’ve made a mistake. No really, get me out. Whaddya mean you can’t, the boss isn’t even looking. Just do it! I swear, if you push that button . . .)
Well, the ink wasn’t even dry on the loan papers and I felt the whoosh of a mach 3 loop-de-loop. But we’ve waited in line for what seems like ages to be on this ride and darn it, it’ll be worth every moment.
Just steer clear of the corn dogs.
|Day one – real live construction|
Hey look, it’s almost a house . . .
Day one was bright and sunny and the guys are preparing for the footers.
Day two – first rain delay.
Corn dog and wine STAT! Actually, just the wine will do.
|Day two – the first rain delay|