The food is planned… It’s just us and my brother, Kevin. Chris arrives on Tuesday. He and Kyle are spending Christmas together in Kansas.
We’re not doing gifts, so there’s no last-minute wrapping to do. Our gift is the dpg (deck, porch, generator).
Meanwhile, the work continues. There’s a reason NH is the Granite State. There are a whole lot of rocks out there. The propane tank hole was finally accomplished on the third try. The tank is supposed to be delivered on Wednesday. The hole for the new deck stairs came perilously close to our septic line coming out of the house.
Sadly, you won’t be subjected to my glee when the daffodils bloom in the spring. I think they’re gone. Kevin says I’ll be singing, “Where have all the flowers gone?” They worked hard though to keep my lilac. I really hope it survives. I think there are a few forsythia that have been lost in the digging also. Oh well.
The footings for the deck and porch are in, along with redoing the footings under the present den/porch.
We’re just leaving the front door unlocked each day so they can get to the downstairs bathroom (better than having a porta pottie in the driveway). And, we’ve set up a table and chairs in the entry hallway with coffee each morning.
Sunrise yesterday morning. It was beautiful!