Day 4 dawns…and I’ve figured out how to make coffee again in one try. I call this an achievement. Work’s been requiring input, my woman’s in another city, as is my mistress (the Valk), and my third love (this house) is in pieces all over the place.
With no release and little rest…well…making coffee is about as complex as it gets.
It’s me that’s slightly tilted…
I can still see large swaths of light in my attic…and it’s still disconcerting. (the shiny is not wet…that’s an IR sheet over the kitchen).
The crew shows up promptly at sunrise and immediately begins working.
The Siamese girls that run the household (singin’, “We are Siamese if you please…we are Siamese if you DON’T please…”) have not been one iota concerned about the horrendous noises, crashes, and bangs all week. Frankly I figured they’d be basket cases. I guess they must figure I’ve got that covered enough for all of us.
Random stat: Ten large pepperoni pizzas…$87. These guys have been making so much progress I figured I’d spring for lunch.
They brought me the spire late today…this is a good thing. Given the condition of Cuernos del diablo I figured it was going to have some condition issues and I’d need time to fix it.
Just getting several coats of paint on it is going to take some time.
Turns out I was right. A substantial crack and rusted out area right in the middle of it (where the white stuff is in the picture above) had seriously compromised it. It needed far more work than I thought.
Since the tower work had started, they figured they’d need it back tomorrow afternoon. That’s less than 24 hours away!
Looks like I had some homework again…