Work is progressing, but slowly. The contractor has managed to piss off everybody who's ever done anything for him. We're down to one laborer, and I'm trying to keep him happy. All that's left on the contract is to finish the siding, the garage slab, and remove the debris.
This is me, standing in front of the house. No, that's not a beer in
my hand, it's a cup of coffee. Beer would be more appropriate. Today
was the first in a run of three days with temperatures at or near 105.