Whoever said that 'progress is progress' must not have been very driven. Either that or they worked in the world of construction. I've never heard a sprinter use that terminology. Or a surgeon. Either get it done or don't. Set out to win the race. In my childhood (and maybe teenage years as well....), I was quite a big Star Wars fan. I always loved that Yoda said this:
Do or do not. There is no try. Honestly, the word 'try' always give me an out or a reason to fail. It's like there's always something to fall back on. Maybe it's not like this with you, but if I say "I'll try to do that", then it's honestly not happening and I might have just accidentally lied. Try is a word when I lack motivation or commitment. I could ramble on forever about this - so moving on!
I got a bunch of stuff done at the house (but not nearly as much as I had hoped). FIL (maybe my most uncreative nickname yet - comes from Father-In-Law) took a few days off of work to come & help me. I was quite motivated to get a lot of work done with him, but then nothing showed up when it was suppose to.... Not the re-engineered floor system plan for our bonus room, not the floor materials, not the materials for the 2nd level because there was no floor to put them on, and suddenly my driven motivation was not showing up either.... So we didn't get as much done as we had hoped. At all.
It's no surprise, but I'm most comfortable with the build when everything is 'in my court'. It's best when I am not waiting on people to come do work, etc. I am happiest with the house when it's all on me. To this day, if I got on the basketball court it would still be the same. Point guard. Directing traffic. Ball in my hands making decisions and dying to be in the middle of the action during crunch time. (As an aside - I don't brag much, but you probably didn't know that I throw an alley-oop pass 3/4 of the court once to a guy who jumped over/with 3 defenders to dunk the ball. That's one of a number of highlights in my college basketball career).
So having these things out of my hands was very irritating this week.
But, the gradebeam did get installed & poured, and we did get the main level of the garage up (walls and 500+ pound metal beam). FIL toyed around with the beam like it was a ball and then kicked it on to the roof. Or I payed a guy $50 to come over and lift it with his zoom-boom because it was ridiculously heavy. Believe whichever way is more fun to imagine.
And I decided that our pantry will be bigger & FIL helped me frame it up (along with framing all the closets upstairs & a few bedroom walls). It will no longer be called a pantry in our new home - it will be called S*beys because it will be fully stocked with everything an expanding family needs. EXCEPT PET FOOD! There will be no pets larger than an apple allowed in our home for quite some time! I have a brood of kids - why would I need a dog???? And why the size of an apple? Because the size of my fist sounded too violent & prone to misinterpretation!
In other news, I am tired. I just realized that you can tell when I get tired because (if I'm wearing one) my hat will face any direction but level & forward.
And I just described the position of my hat with a building term... I will never be the same. (insert nervous laugh here & the anxious dialing of a counselor's phone number).
Will get some new house pictures up in the next couple days!
Good night,
I.B.
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