We’re back home again. The plumbers got the sewer hooked into the main last night, so Dagmar and I got to come back home… They’re still here, though, the plumbers. They’ve gotta fill the trench back in (they got a start on that last night), backfill under the street, pour a new patch and curb in the street and pour new concrete for my sidewalk. I hope they fix the sidewalk from my house to the garage, too, but I never specified that when I talked to them…
It’ll be interesting to see what they fix and what they leave. The main plumber guy was quoting some really high numbers when he started the job, so I found myself saying, “just tear out the fence, I’ll fix it later,” and “I’ll get someone to fix the retaining wall next year.” That did drop his price by several thousand dollars, but now I have to find someone who can help me put my fence and retaining wall back in sometime… And I gotta reseed my yard and replant the little baby Blue Spruce we’d planted just days before all this happened. I hope he survives.
My cousin Moriah commented a few days ago on how well we’re taking all this. I have to admit, that’s entirely Dagmar’s fault — she’s taught me how to put things in perspective. In the long run, this is just an inconvenience. We’ll be fine.
Hey, watch this if you get a minute…