9th April 2019
Today is Kelli’s birthday, and also the birth of my latest Grandson, George Edison, quite a day and it only just started.
I managed to get six more bags of ballast, and a panic attack. I still have so much to do, and I am not sure I will get done before I head back to the US.
I try to set out my daily tasks everyday, but often I find other jobs that I had forgotten about, that have to added to the list.
I have very little things to do in the house, I have now finished the bed frame, I have one small piece of skirting that has to be painted and fitted, and caulking in the bedroom.
I have to get more ballast every day, and then I have to get the top layer of Romney Red to finish the path.
At the end of each day I am exhausted, I get a shower, and that revitalises me ready for the next day.
I had to drive to some place in the wildness of wiltshire to collect the gabions.
It was in a village called Clyffe Pypard.
The name itself looked like a spelling mistake, or somewhere deep in Wales.
I pulled into a large yard littered with piles of gabion grids, in one corner was a wooden shed, which must have been mission control.
It took all of five minutes to load my order into the truck, and then I was back on the road.
Another Lifetime to go 