Longleaf Stories

full circle in the hundred acre wood

A big white truck rolled up to the building site about 6:15 this morning. Last night, Buck and I had celebrated our 21st anniversary with an extra glass of Cabernet and some extra dark chocolate from the health food co-op. I did not spring out of bed this morning with my usual alacrity.

I grabbed my jeans and chambray work shirt, cracked open the bedroom door, and went to the kitchen to grind coffee beans. The face of the driver of the big white truck popped up in the kitchen window and greeted me a big grin. He was here to spray the foundation slab for termite prevention. I offered him coffee. I have learned that these guys can be exposed to my unadorned early morning face and live.

By the time the termite prevention barrier was down, another sub and his crew had arrived to spread out a polyethylene moisture barrier on the slab. For a moment I thought the artist Christo had chosen our longleaf woods for his next wrapping project. Once the opaque plastic was unrolled, the guys topped it with metal mesh strips. Completed, it looked like some vast high tech game board.

 IMG_1303 Buck and I spent most of the day looking at flooring and counter tops. Our dining table, desk, counter bar, coffee table, floor and bed are littered with brochures and torn out magazine pages.

God willing and the creek don’t rise, the slab will get poured tomorrow. By Sunday evening, I hope to be dining on shrimp scampi on the slab at sunset. 

Meanwhile, here’s a picture Buck took of me crouching in the spot where the bathtub will be!

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Another “lost post” restored! This one was originally published on February 18, 2005 at 10:35 PM. You can see the original cottage in the background (with the red door). Where the green plastic lawn chairs and grill are sitting used to be the screened-in porch. It had to be ripped off in order to connect the new portions of the house to the old.

 

0 thoughts on “I Keep Yawning

  1. Gullible says:

    Hey, you take baths with your shoes on? You Suth’ners do weird things. And what’s that nifty little aqua car in the background?
    Serious question: do you have concrete termites as well as wood termites? The condo I’ll be staying in next month in Mazatlan has both. I’d never heard of concrete termites before. No termites up here. Carpenter ants, though.

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  2. Gullible says:

    Oh, and porcupines. They go for the glue in plywood.

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  3. Shaddy says:

    Gully bathes with the swans in Tern Lake. That makes me the only normal person in our group of three. I shower in our shower stall in the bathroom in our house with soap without my shoes or swans.
    My normalcy ends with the last drip of the showerhead.

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  4. Gullible says:

    Funny you should mention that, Shaddy. I’ve been considering a certain post and am looking for the last pix I need. Beware. And, my kayak hasn’t dumped me in Tern Lake for a couple years now.

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