Friday morning we got the first real rain we’ve had for about a month and a half. We ended up with nearly two inches. That was both good and bad news. The good news, of course, was that we got some much-needed rain. It was bad news on two counts.
The first was that some time during the morning while it was still raining, we somehow left a door open and Zeke escaped for a long morning romp. He came back some time after noon looking like this.
If you know Zeke, you know that he should be more white than Georgia-clay red. He has been muddier, but not much. I had given him a bath only a few days before, but now he really needed another one. In fact, he really needed two, but he only got one.
The second part of the bad news comes along with some really good news. The good news is that we now have a framer who could start as early as this Monday. Our Realtor neighbor, who handled the sale of my mother’s house and our purchase of our new lot, gave us the name of a builder, who found a framer. His price is higher than the estimate our erstwhile framer gave us, but it doesn’t matter how cheap a contractor is if he never shows up. So we’re going with the new framer.
The bad news is that we have had nearly two inches of rain and more is expected for the next few days. That means the framer will almost certainly not be able to start work on Monday. What makes this even worse is that the weeks that the first framer cost us have been nearly perfect for framing.
Zeke really looks so adorable and guilty. That’s a lot of red clay he was rolling around in. I hope he likes a good bath! Congratulations on finding a new, reliable framer. Hope the weather clears up enough so he can get started. Good luck with it!
Robin — It looks like we can start framing as soon as it stops raining. I paid for more than half of the material today (Monday) and will tell them to deliver first thing Wedmesday.
We’re about to rebuild a greenhouse complex at my preserve. Low bid is from a contractor with whom we have worked three times before, but he is notoriously slow and inconsistent. I told the general contractor this morning that I don’t want to work with this guy any longer; it’s like pulling teeth to get him to do things. It’s worth my time and money in avoiding frustration to go with the second-highest bidder.