We hired a young man who drove down to the house yesterday looking for work. I am a sucker for people who are motivated enough to get out there and look. He was a great help and fun to work with. He had us all singing "In 1817 I took a little trip, along with Col. Jackson, down the mighty Mississip..." He knew all the words and we just joined in when we could. He also told us he was lucky because, "My woman, I guess you could call her my woman, gave me all of her old boyfriend's tools since she sent him down the road with just a bag of his clothes." Yep. That's a lucky man.
Anyway, it was freezing. It did stop raining every once in awhile...long enough for the wind to blow in the next little shower! Brrrrrr....
Here are my freezing cold hands:
Oh, well, you can't really tell how blue my fingernails were and how pruny my finger tips....trust me.
But, we did get the 3rd wall up...amazing to me...the whole thing.
Finally, Stevie came, just in time to take a photo of our pitiful selves...wet and cold.
But, the good news is that we live where you can go to your favorite little place to eat looking just like this and they are still happy to see you.
Stevie treated us to a HOT cup of tea and a HOT cup of soup. That's what friends are for. Warmth when you are cold. My little husband went to ask the car dealer that we always deal with if he could borrow a pick up truck to gather a few more 2x6x8 boards for tomorrow and he's not back so I am guessing that they let him.
I love living in my little town.
And tomorrow is supposed to be nice and dry outside! Last wall here we come....