Even the lowliest of fence builders get a day off now and again, although Dad does not seem to agree with that statement. Dad does say, he and I are a lot a like in that we tend to go all in til a project is done. Pacing ourselves does not seem to be part of our makeup. Dad has completed installing the two gates that were needed for the fence project. We only butted heads on a couple of things, and it all got sorted with minimal blood and no tears.
I got quotes for the fencing and posts, and for a few dollars more can support the local guys. Will call PG&E to have them mark the underground utility lines before I drive the posts in, I don't want any surprises in that department. Between running for parts for Dad and bushwhacking the jungle it has made for long days.
While on a parts run, I came close to getting rear ended by a tractor/trailer rig as I was turning into the parts store parking lot, and I cut the corner into the lot too sharp. An ominous pop came from my right front tire, clean busted the sidewall open. So I am out the cost of a new tire, which depressed one of my emergency contingency funds, damn!
While I'm working as Dad's fencing crew... the SILs are at the Oregon coast, and on the beach in Hawaii, T (the range buddy) & his lady are getting ready to vacation in Alaska, and the kayaking crew is in Arizona to watch spring training... I did manage to get away for a few hours with friends Sunday for some Diamond in the rough therapy.
As soon as the fence project is done, and I've replenished the contingency fund, I'm doing one of my favorite things, Grandkids Therapy!