So after the holidays..some of the men are now back on the land. Its getting harder and harder to feel like I know whats going on. Building by phone? It cant be. I feel a trip looming, oh good. No really, because the grasses, they need to be cut now, for the roof, and where to put them? We have no floors in the houses yet, and the pipes for the showers need to be laid, before this can happen. And the rains, you see, the rains will be coming, and so...I have to get there soon, and just look ar the work, say hello to everyone. Hmm all three of them. What started out as a group of seven guys, well now its three, the head builder, and the other two ..But thats ok, as the big work is done.
When I imagined the project in Albreda, I always dreaded this part. The building part. It takes so long, its so well, material! I'm used to spirit people, not sacks of cement. hey well it must be good for me in some way....And then just when you think you've finished, theres more, always more money needed for increasingly smaller things. Even when the building is finished, then theres the beds beddings, and oh my god, the kitchen. Better not go there. I manage not to panick by just thinking of each next step. How many more readings will I have done by the time the rooves are on. Roofs? Not had to use the plural of that word much Yes we have eight small roofs and one huge one to go on the central roundhouse
Well I could drive myself mad thinking about grass cutting, or just give up and buy corrugate! The dreaded stuff. No I;ll wait a bit. The only two good things about corrugate are one,, it seems to last for ever and two, the sound of the rain beating down on it like thunder....
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