Those dang tanks. It’s likely three total hours of work. And here we are, on our 4th week post discovery — and nothing is happening. We hit “bad timing” re: contracting with the state’s tank removal program. And with the chaos that is the legislative session — getting eyes on our contract is not the […]
Is now a good time?
The team wanted to dig for the garage on April 15th. Dave and I, in the mode of saving costs wherever possible, wanted to wait until the frost cleared. Well – on April 15th, we got two feet of snow – so the stars aligned and we waited. After a 14-day delay, we finally dug. […]
Back At It
Three weeks in and I’m loving work which is s good sign. I still cried like a baby when I picked the kiddos up after my 2nd work trip. It’s funny – people ask when you get used to it, and the answer is – you don’t. It is always tough. But the work remains […]
A house update – of a different kind.
The dynamics of working in this industry have blown my mind, not in a good way. I think the first sexist treatment I noticed was in the HPC meeting prep when one of our team members suggested the reason we had been denied twice is because I was doing the pitch, not Dave. Mind you, […]
97 1/2 Years Young
I write these tributes about my grandparents when they pass. There is something very surreal about this being my last one. Grandma was about the most interesting person I have ever met. She was the oldest of 10 children, her mother passing away when she was just 14 yrs. old. (Yes, her mother was pregnant […]
Motherhood, Returning to Work, & a Home Update
Motherhood Little man is nearly 13 wks old which means I can move from counting in weeks to just saying “He’s 3 months.” It also means I’m down to my last 3 weeks of maternity leave. I pulled Viv out of school Mondays and Fridays and it has been mostly delightful. We go to the […]
Addicted to Dining In
I’ve spent the last few weeks cooking my way through Dining In and have not regretted it. At one point, while eating Chicories with Anchovy Bread Crumbs and Egg Yolks, Dave asked Vivianne if she remembers “when we just ate normal food.” But then, although he did not care for the bitter salad, he admitted […]
