It's 3:30 am do you know where your thoughts are ?
Old guy syndrome dictates nocturnal ramblings. The brain turns on and the thought machine starts...
This has been happening since the start of the big project. This week the French doors go in, something to appease the city inspector. It's 2 stories of monolithic whiteness. The roof looks good, soffits pretty, and trimboards nifty. I like the Tyvek siding, the Hardiboard can wait.
It's getting nigh on time to crack into the existing house and kick some *** !
I'm quite excited , wifey = nervous.
Yet, there are marathons to relay, fish to catch, and Summers to savor before it goes away. Better to slow down and appreciate warm days and sunny porch time.
We've got plenty of time...
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