Thursday's dig was cut short by rain. Here is a pic from Fri. A small pool where our master bath and bedroom will be. They couldn't dig anymore on Fri., because it was too wet to drive the dirt to the site down the street.
They must have put the driveway in before the dump trucks came. It looks huge and not where I thought it was going to be. I thought it was closer to the Sycamore tree.
Sat. Tami and the kids came down. Erik was too sick to come. He'll just have to see the pics. We went to the lot to climb around the mud. We found some nice big rocks in the mud pile. I piled them near a tree, so I can use them in the landscaping.
Sat. night we went to Apple Blossom Farm, so Grandma, Tami, Cassie, Harry, Steve, Jackie, and Josie could go in the corn maze, and get scared. I opted to get hot cider and sit by the bonfire listening to storytellers. Tami, Cassie, Jackie and Josie even went through a second time. Grandma, Steve and Harry went home. T, C, J and J talked me into going on the "scary" hayrack ride. I didn't look around much, so it was fine. (I don't like being scared!!)
Monday Fred was back and this is the kitchen and dining room area. I think the green pipe is the sewer.
This is where the girls rooms are going to be.
So there is a delay. See the big piles of dirt. We've run out of places to put it. They don't need anymore down the street, and it is too wet to take it to the original dump site. It really needs to dry out, so Fred can finish the great room. It is currently under the machine. We're hoping he can finish tomorrow, so we can be on track to get concrete poured. I'm hoping for a warm up - Indian Summer. Anybody need fill dirt? I can't even fathom the weight of it; a few tons.
It will be fine. This is out of my control. I wish we would have gotten our act together earlier, so it would get done before it snows. " Whatever will be, will be"
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