The boy rushed home from school to mow his lawn. He solemnly handed over his $250 to his grandfather, snatched his VR gear and disappeared upstairs. We made him come down for supper. He snorfed down his food. I don't believe he chewed. Two of his friends from school were on. He dashed back upstairs. At 9:30 we made him stop.
He sprawled on the couch next to me and had some oreos, some macaroni and cheese and some lemonade.
"So," I asked him, "do you think your new gadget was worth that wad of money?"
"It was the best money I ever spent!"
Tomorrow, we get up early. I'll be waterproofing the seam between the footer and the bottom of the wall. The inspector suggested it. We'll do it his way. Tim will be installing french drains. We'll be working crazy fast, because the fellow with the excavator is coming back to backfill, and he's offered to cover the drains for us.
Ed made a comment about how much water he drank doing concrete work. It is hard work, and in the heat, keeping hydrated is a must. The water is shut off there right now. and the pump pulled, so we stuffed a fridge with Gatoraid and bottled water. The first day, there were five men working. The second day, 6. They drank 24 gatoraids and nearly two cases of water.
Foodwise...Thursday, I ran out of food. I thought for sure that 18 sausages with peppers, onions, sauce, and hearty buns would take care of them. They ran out.
We're all exhausted, but tomorrow is a big push. I'll get pictures, the camera's ready to go.
Tomorrow afternoon, we're moving a truckload of furniture.
Sunday, we're going to take a break, I think.
A former tenant, unhappy that she did not get her full deposit back, said she's suing. That's the first time we've ever had that happens. We shall see what we shall see.