Thursday slash Friday slash dramatic views of the bay *again* yes I know I did that last week.

God it has been ages since I did a monday slash tuesday-type unsolicited soliloquy so here you go.  Sawyers Bay has been pulling some dramatic shit lately with the end of winter looming; northeast boilovers, portentous cumulonimbus, gilded jesus rays, roseate mornings and ultramarine blue hours.  I know everyone north of the equator is bitching about the unrelenting heat; down here we're chilling between 5 and 15C and I don't hate that.  No frosts (so far) to fuck up the emergent aloe flowers.

I finished installing the Idlehouse kitchenette last night and am just slapping a final coat of poly on that bitch, then it's just a massive clean up, compliance inspections and... more landscaping.  We have a driveway now.  I feel like Elvis.

I'm going to post a few things about the building process because I feel there's stuff I wish we had known before we began; it's like having kids- no one tells you about the bad shit until you're stuck in the middle of it.  We've learned a lot and really sort of know what the hell we're doing now that the process is almost over.  Just like life.  You finally get a few things sorted and then poof, you're back to level one: microbial sludge.

On that note I will leave you and go the fuck to bed before the paint fumes induce me to produce lewd couplets.  There'll be another lipstick review this week because I have a backlog to document before offloading some.  Reasons- I have them.  Shut up.

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