I swear Drew was a mouse in another life.  His plans always go awry.  After we’d brough the flat bed trailer to the alley and the boys started gathering the equipment to jack up the garage – F decides he doesn’t want it after all.  Always resourceful, L and T came up with a method of chopping it up so that the pieces will fit on the trailer (tarped and tied down) and the whole mess – whatever isn’t salvaged for firewood – is being hauled out to the dump as I type.  They’ll need two trips to get rid of everything but it does look like the cribbing will still be completed later this afternoon.

While that’s going on, I need to get fresh baked bread for sandwhiches and lots of juice and water.  Have a great day everyone.

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