Waiting and Not Waiting

Much of this process deals with waiting and decision making, but not necessarily in that order.  We entered into this project with lots of experience, years of remodeling and additions, inside and outside of our cherished home in Corvallis.  Unfortunately, those experiences still pale in comparison to demolishing a house and starting from scratch.  It will be a whole lot easier on the construction crew without having to marry the new to the old but I have to admit that it is a whole lot more difficult on the No. 2 coordinator (that's me-- we have hired a contractor to organize most of the job).  I did not expect so many butterflies in my stomach as we attempt to move forward.

The weather is gorgeous and yet we wait for the excavator, risking more wet soil as each day passes (it might rain).  All day at the computer choosing fixtures and paying bills for this thing that hasn't even risen from the ground yet.  More butterflies.  More waiting....and not waiting.

The Lake

I never thought that I would have my own pond or lake, stream or even a well.  But out here on the frontier, life is different to be sure.  Last week the well drillers arrived and in two days sunk 640 feet of hole into our ground, two geothermal wells with no intention of letting us drink.  The laws of the frontier are strict.  We can heat and cool but we can't drink.

And then the house came down, two days.   Two days and eight dumpsters it went bye-bye.  Following that came two days of Irene.  Thankfully, she just filled up the house hole and gave us a pond for nothing.  Trudging out to Home Cheapo I put down some hard plastic and ponied up for a submersible pump to drain my new pond.  Two days later, it was essentially dry.  Things do come in two's.

And now we wait....one, maybe two days for the Excavation to create a deeper hole, a longer hole, a wider hole to take on the next step, Concrete.