Concrete and New Year’s Eve
(The guys drove the Bobcat tractors around the edge of the pool, punching through the concrete in preparation for the front-end loader to pry up big slabs and stack them).
It is a special time of the year for Budget Weenies and book-keepers of the Federal Flavor. I was in the Finance Committee meeting last night instead of Willow, a disconcerting thing, but the books for the condo association look pretty good. Downtown the bureaucrats are rushing to close the books on Fiscal 2015, which ends tomorrow night at midnight. That makes this the actual eve, though a lot of Government folks will push it right to close of business tomorrow. That includes the Congress, whatever it is those estimable lawmakers are up to. Maybe they will close the Government again. I have not been paying that much attention.
We are looking for some heavy rain, and it is hitting Refuge Farm as we speak. The guys on the pool deck are keeping a weather eye out, but are making real progress in peeling the thick concrete up and stacking it neatly by the opening in the fence. The dust is cloying. I hope the rain beats it down a bit.
It is comforting to think about things like that. I have been reading a couple interesting books over the last few days, listening to the boom of the concrete-breaker hitting the pool deck. I like the freedom to read as I try to recover from the fall that left me unable to navigate normally. The stack of things piling up in the “to do” is getting daunting.
To avoid thinking about it, or about the myriad of really strange things going on in what passes for the Republic these days, I took a cushion and a mask and went out to watch real people do real work.
It was sort of refreshing, and I wasn’t at all worn out by the activity.
(They are making real progress this morning).
(To the right is the business end of the punch that drives through the six inches of concrete).
(A view of Joe’s patio. That is going to go as well, all the way down to Jane’s place, the one I used to own. I will be interested to learn if they have to knock out the brickwork to get the machines next to the building).
(Stacking the chunks of the pool deck down by the deep end. The stacks will be removed with a fork life attachment on the Bobcat. The are neat machines. I think I want one of those!)
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