matching tracksuits

fun in threes, sometimes fours

around the house

Ice Cream Ride

In the morning, some more work on the trench. I got out an auger drill attachment to see if we might be able to bust through the clay with that and then come back with a shove to finish the job. In the end, we determined that the mattock (which I learned today comes from the Greek: μάκελλα) was, in fact, the better choice.

In the evening, a little surprise. In a nearby town, there's a lovely little ice cream shop in an old train station. Looking about for rides on Strava, I figured out that we could in fact ride there by bike without encountering any truly busy road.

And so after dinner, we made the jaunt. It's nice to go for ice cream and realize when you get back home, you've already burned all those calories.

Trench

Tuesday Around the House

We’ve had problems for years with water standing here and there on our property, but our massive flooding in February convinced me that it’s time to take the next step and start implementing a system to pull the water away from the house. The larger challenge: dealing with the front yard. This will involve massive amounts of digging, the installation of a fairly stout French drain system, and it will all begin with the removal of the shrubs in front of the two-story portion of our house. In other words, it will cost a lot in time and money, and we don’t have a lot of either now.

The manageable concern is the backyard. The water tends to gather in certain places due to poor drainage, which I’m fairly certain I’ve exacerbated over the years. Still, it’s not a major issue. Or so I thought. But when the lower part of the deck stairs began wobbling back and forth, I realized there was a problem. The wood of that part of the staircase has rotted completely, leaving nothing in contact with the ground. I fixed that last week. Now it’s time to deal with the water problem because it’s also beginning to rot the exposed portion of the support posts.

The Boy and I took care of that today.

Well, we began taking care of it. We still have a lot of work to do, but at the very least, we have uncovered the posts to the concrete (why would you then shovel four inches of dirt on top of the concrete? don’t you know that just hastens rot?) and removed the outer eighth-inch of rotted wood.

While we worked on all of this, K did some repainting: she’s got a few doors done and some trim. It makes the rooms look new.

L did her share of work but stayed out of camera view. Until the evening, when she was watching an episode of one of her shows.

The Boy, by then, was sound asleep.

Cleaning

A significant portion of our lives is involved in taking back to the outside the dirt we drag inside. When you have a cat and a dog, there's even more to contend with. When you have an eight-year-old boy, that grows yet again.

So today, the Boy and I took on his room, something that we've neglected for far too long. Sure, we've done some mild interventions, but nothing like today: everything gets dumped out; everything gets rearranged; everything gets cleaned.

Aggressive Visitor

We had a raccoon visiting our property this afternoon. It was on the other side of the fence, but still technically on our property, and though Clover had no idea that that was the case, and though she is as much a guard dog as I am a potted plant, she raced down to the fence and confronted the raccoon.

The dog barked; the raccoon backed away, turning eventually and trotting along the creek upstream, toward the area where the Boy and I always explore. Suddenly, though, it turned back and came charging. It ran right up to the fence and began pushing against the fence, snarling and growling. Clover ran back to the raccoon, and soon they were running back and forth, the fence between them, Clover thinking it was a game, the raccoon furiously expressing its lack of amusement.

The raccoon became more and more aggressive, and I began wondering if there wasn’t something more going on. I decided it was time to un-welcome the little beast, so I took a great rock and heaved it toward the raccoon’s general vicinity. I didn’t want to hit it; just come close enough to frighten it.

It seemed to work: the raccoon darted into the stream and trotted away, but I know it will come back, and I worry about what might happen if it climbs the fence.

Visitor

Deck Plus

The deck is finished -- more or less.

The zucchinis, too.

A couple hid under leaves until they got ridiculously big.

Late June Wednesday

If it’s late June and we’re in Poland, we might be celebrating Babcia’s birthday in one form or another. Probably not a lot of celebrating happening the day of it (at least not until later in the day) as Babcia, lacking any social media whatsoever, spends the day talking to people who phone her with birthday wishes.

As it is, we simply got everyone up early and phoned ourselves. It was hard to get through, though. Everyone loves Babcia.

If it’s late June and we’re not in Poland, I’ll probably be on the back deck, applying water sealant.

And of course, there’s the evening game of hearts.

Two nights in a row — how do I do it?

Helping

In 3s

Things go wrong in threes. That's what they say, right? So if that's the case, we're done. First, the roof. A leak. Fortunately, insurance wrote us a new roof.

Second, the lawnmower. Two hundred dollars to fix it. I could have bought a new lawnmower for that. Of course, it would have been a cheap piece of junk, but the fact stands.

A Maserati owner takes up four spaces in the parking lot... it just amused me.

Then the dishwasher. We paid a repairman $75 to tell us what I thought I knew: the main board was gone. So we went to a few places looking for a replacement, including a local appliance store that sells the crazy cabinet-depth $20,000 Sub-Zero refrigerators. You'd think that's the last place to find a deal, but we did indeed find a deal. The real deal: they had it in stock. Big-box stores didn't, and we'd still have to wait weeks for delivery.

So we got the dishwasher installed, ready to go. We're waiting on the roofing company to catch up with their work that's been thrown off schedule with all the rain. And I've already used the mower once. Are we past the threes? Who knows.