Mitzi's off on a five-day excursion (a perfectly usable word, needlessly sullied by our moronic monarch) to Maine. I took her to the place where they were meeting the bus at 7:00 a.m. this morning. After that, I texted our builder to see if he planned to work on the driveway today, and did I need to move the Maverick. No need to move the Mav, he was here this morning with the electrician to see if they could pull up the power cable from the pump. He wants to bury it in conduit before they dump several tons of shale over it. They couldn't pull it up, so he went home and came back with his excavator. While he was working on the pump power, I replied to the design firm on a couple of issues that were outstanding from us. The design firm wanted to confirm that we wished to use parallel chord trusses in the vault, and six-inch concrete core in the basement. They also wanted to know if we wished to use their structural engineering partner, or one of our own locally. We had done some…
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