A short post
today (you’re welcome) because they’ve finally cooked up enough work around
this place to keep me busy for the next week.
For some perverse reason I’m kind of stoked about that.
The stoking
continues with the news last night that my son‘s company is putting him to work
on a construction project in Portsmouth, where he lives. This means he won’t have the daily three
hours on the road driving to and from his current office. Sadly it also means the end, for the nonce,
of our weekly morale lunches. Tomorrow should
be the last for a while but I’m so happy he will no longer have those soul
depleting drives every day.
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| The Construction Phase |
Regular readers
of the blog know that my wife, a pint sized ball of Panamanian energy, is kind
of the star of the show. A couple weeks
ago we had some people over and while we were sitting on the back deck the wind
(constant state at the top of our hill) kept blowing the curtains into everyone’s
face. We need the curtains in the afternoon
due to a brutal sun field that is our back yard.
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| Installation |
She was
determined to overcome this obstacle and invented an ingenious solution for
about twenty dollars in sunk costs. She
took the curtains down and sewed a pocket in the bottom of them that could hold
one of the sand filled snakes used for reducing under door drafts. She wasn’t sure it would work but last night
she unveiled her invention and it worked beautifully. She’s pretty sharp.
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| Quiet - Genius at Work |
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