

Bob and I were at the fireplace store double-checking our choice of gas logs and fireplace models. The salesman there asked whether we had broken ground yet, and we told him they were pouring the foundation. "That explains the rain," he noted. Ha, ha. Of course! No work got done yesterday.
The attached pictures are from Monday, showing the tall storage area wall and, in the other photo, me helping with the yard outside the guest bedroom and Bob's office (which will be the 4th unfinished bedroom).
Like my boots? Besides allowing me to walk in the omnipresent mud, they have the cutest design -- skulls and crossbones with little pink bows on their heads. Death metal meets ballerina!
We visited the builder yesterday and we all laughed about our unfounded weekend distress over measurements. David threatened to take Bob's laser measuring tool away from him ...
