The excavator arrived yesterday to dig the hole for our foundation. In any situation where there is work to be done, it is of utmost importance that all available parties gather to stare at the one person doing the work. In my observation of highway road crews, there seems to be a minimum ratio of four "starers" to every one worker. The fossil record indicates that entire ancient cities sprung up from the ground simply by the power of the multitudes of ancient people staring at one guy working. My children are always happy to offer their services when there is any work to be stared at; as an added bonus, a number of our neighbors stopped by to stare at the work crew as well.
The hole digging went off with nary a problem. Our next step is to wait for a visit from a bureaucrat from the Office Of Meddling In People's Business, so that he can proclaim that the hole meets all the necessary standards for holes of this type, or some such nonsense. This guy will be visiting us frequently during the building process to bestow his approval upon us, so it's probably in my best interest to
not insult the authority of his office.
I think I kind of like having an enormous pit right outside my back door. It seems like it would provide excellent security; it makes me wonder why moats ever fell out of favor (though I'd be pretty certain the building code inspector would not stamp his approval on a moat around the house.) Fly likes being king-of-the-mountain on the big dirt pile; she can only dream of being able to dig a hole that big herself.
The excavator arrived yesterday to dig the hole for our foundation. In any situation where there is work to be done, it is of utmost importance that all available parties gather to stare at the one person doing the work. In my observation of highway road crews, there seems to be a minimum ratio of four "starers" to every one worker. The fossil record indicates that entire ancient cities sprung up from the ground simply by the power of the multitudes of ancient people staring at one guy working. My children are always happy to offer their services when there is any work to be stared at; as an added bonus, a number of our neighbors stopped by to stare at the work crew as well. 
The hole digging went off with nary a problem. Our next step is to wait for a visit from a bureaucrat from the Office Of Meddling In People's Business, so that he can proclaim that the hole meets all the necessary standards for holes of this type, or some such nonsense. This guy will be visiting us frequently during the building process to bestow his approval upon us, so it's probably in my best interest to not insult the authority of his office.
I think I kind of like having an enormous pit right outside my back door. It seems like it would provide excellent security; it makes me wonder why moats ever fell out of favor (though I'd be pretty certain the building code inspector would not stamp his approval on a moat around the house.) Fly likes being king-of-the-mountain on the big dirt pile; she can only dream of being able to dig a hole that big herself.
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