So fairoriana is still heavy with child. I still have a few hours left in my bid for the birth day. I figure if not today, then Friday the 14th.
Wait, was that a scream I heard?
The sky looks like it's clearing up, so perhaps I will be able to cut concrete tonight. That will be noisy. I have hearing protection, don't worry. It will just annoy the neighbors.
Hey, it's not much louder than a jet-powered lawnmower.
Which reminds me, I need to mow the backyard. I think I'll probably need to use the weed whacker though, as the grass is likely too long for the mower. It's around 15" now. The dog almost gets lost.
I could do the front yard with the mower, it's not really too bad. Unless there is a minion who would like to come and whack-and-mow whilst I cut concrete blocks with a dandy power tool.
And oh yeah, cleo is coming at some point to scavenge the brick pile for a patio. The leftover bits and pieces will likely become repair fodder for the house trim.
Ah, the joys of almost owning a home.