Our new house is still under construction – we've bumped into problems getting the timbers for our roof trusses. I hired a general contractor to build the frame of the house, including the roof, and I'm serving as the general contractor for the rest of it. My general contractor ordered enough beams to make 38 roof trusses. He needs to buy a new cell phone, it is difficult to hear my contractor over his current phone. This problem caused the local lumberyard to only order enough wood for eight trusses, not thirty-eight. I guess he thought we were building a shed, not a house. So the rainy season is here and we have no roof. I'm trying to find an alternative supplier right now. The lumberyard my contractor is using doesn't even have trees in stock the right size for the beams, let alone the time for drying them.
I've learned a bit about plumbing. I am hiring a plumber for the internal work – I want a guarantee that someone will come out and fix a problem if there are any leaks – but I have been putting in my own yard faucets. Hope I never have to dig up any of this pipe – at least not for 20 years.
This week I learned we would be doing a major reorganization at work. The good and bad news are the same: I have been appointed to the reorganization committee. This is something that will take a lot of time (my scarcest resource), but I still would rather be on the committee than have less say in the results.
Lady Quixote is doing well, in her seventh month of pregnancy. We're still discussing names for our unborn daughter, but we may be doing this until she arrives. Lady Quixote is not impressed with my favorite name, but perhaps she'll change her mind when on drugs after delivery (*joke*).