Let the Packing… Commence
Last night, as I was coding… Liz was also in the office, starting to pack. Because most of our place is under construction, my office area doubles as our closet.
Last night, as I was coding… Liz was also in the office, starting to pack. Because most of our place is under construction, my office area doubles as our closet.
On Friday evening, Liz and I arrived (a little late) and joined my family at my parents’ house. Several family members came back to celebrate my grandma’s 104th (that’s right, 104) birthday.
On Saturday, we had the good fortune to be invited to a Cubs game, courtesy of Jake. He’s got season tickets, and was in town this weekend… and offered to take us to the game. The last time I was at a Cubs game was… ages ago, honestly. I think it might have been circa 2000, back when the company I worked for hired a trolley and treated all the employees for a day trip.
On the car ride home, Liz held Quincy in her lap in an attempt to keep him a little more stable.
The scariest part was definitely the view from the street, and the actual act of getting up on the ledge. It’s narrow like a balance beam, but I found that it was better to just get up and jump, and not think too much on things.
Liz and I got to visit the Christiana Lake House this weekend, staying with Uncle David and Aunt Beth, and many other visiting Denlers. We were among the first to arrive on Friday evening, and walked around the area taking in the sunset.
But it’s slowly getting there, and slowly growing together again. We set the mower to its highest setting (4 inches), and are going to be taking another pass this week to get it a little lower. It almost got wild on us for a second there, but it’s really starting to look like a true and actual lawn.
This is a picture I did not take of Liz, Meg, Josh, Michelle, and Mike sitting around a table at The Promontory, about to dig into our afternoon brunch on Saturday.
This is a rather big file (2.2MB), but does show the whole progress of our backyard: from the clearing to the leveling to the sod installation. The first few photos are a little off, but I did try to take photos from the same vantage point during the sod install part.
It’s been a long two days of work, and a remarkable four days of change. Considering how things looked Thursday, it’s hard to believe. I think we’re lucky to have this bench, because for the foreseeable future… every time I get back here, I’m going to be blown away. And will need to sit down, to marvel at it all.
Unfortunately, the forklift was bigger than a bobcat… and couldn’t make it down the driveway. So he left all four palettes of our sod near the front. We kind of knew this might happen, so it just means more transport and moving around for us.
Today was a little more subdued. Though the bobcat came back for more clearing, there were only two workers (as opposed to the five we had yesterday).
Tonight, after work, Liz and I stepped out on the back porch and took one last look at the backyard. It’s a crazy, overgrown mess… but all of that changes, in less than 24 hours.
This is after a few hours. It was slow going, and the concrete actually ran much deeper than I anticipated. There’s actually a layer of brick underneath everything, and I was pulling up chunks that were several inches thick.
After he had a rather rough episode, we’ve been helping Quincy with his ears. In addition to all his medication, he now gets ear drops twice a day… and an ear cleaning once every three days.