I was up early on Saturday morning and headed into town, shopping list in hand, to procure all supplies needed for said lunches on Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday. Lloyd arrived home from work just as I was getting ready to leave. We knew the insulation and the blower were being delivered sometime on Saturday but not exactly when. He suspected maybe sometime around 10:00 and he planned to catch a couple of hours sleep before they got there. Apparently they thought it fitting to let Lloyd get an early start on the job as they were well underway when I arrived home around 9:30. Bernie and Will were there to assist and Richard arrived soon after. Because of the amount of insulation ordered, and the size of the blower required to blow it into the walls and ceiling, the large truck was simply backed up to the garage door and left there for the weekend. A second vehicle also arrived to transport the truck driver back to Stratford.So, production began in earnest and there was that sleep opportunity, gone! I unloaded the groceries and put everything away and set about making lunch for the guys. Brenda arrived mid morning to help out as well. By lunchtime, the ceiling was done, many thanks to young Will, who was slim enough and agile enough to get up into the ceiling and complete that part of the task.
After lunch I was able to help out a bit so Bernie went home for a much needed lie down and some meds. Will headed off to get changed to go to a wedding off island. Richard and I and Lloyd commenced the task of blowing the insulation into the walls. It seemed straight forward enough but just didn't quite go as planned in the beginning. It took a little over 2 hours to do the first short wall. I looked around at the other much longer walls and estimated that it would take us till at least 10:00 pm. Richard was not quite so generous - he estimated sometime Sunday afternoon! But we persevered and as we got further along, little tricks were learned to make it a little more efficient and not nearly so messy. Surprisingly enough, we were done at 7:30. It had been a long day and we truly appreciated all the help. I know Lloyd had to be tired from working the hose, and moving up and down the ladder all day, with no sleep. But it was great to finally have the job done. When we came in, he went upstairs to shower and came down and announced there was good news and bad news. The good news was the job was done. The bad news was he lost one of his hearing aids. They're pretty small to begin with and he had no idea where or when he might have lost it. Besides which there was a couple of inches of blown insulation over pretty much every surface in the garage. We may find it sometime but I highly doubt it.Sunday morning was much nicer, sunny and milder after a cold and rainy Saturday. I had lots of prep work to do for the catering job so Lloyd went out to start cleaning up in the garage. The goal now is to get it emptied out so he can spray paint all the walls and then the concrete floor can go in. It will be wonderful to finally get this job done. He was pretty stiff and achy from Saturday but decided it was better to keep moving than to sit still all day and seize up entirely! So he worked outside and I worked inside. By the end of the day we had both accomplished quite a bit. The VanGaals arrived to pick us up just as we were getting ready to leave to go out for supper. The Andersons met us there. We had a lovely relaxing evening over a nice meal. There was one sad note to the day. It was so nice out, that Lloyd decided to let the chickens out of their little compound to roam around freely. There's lots of lush green grass in the back yard and the field beyond (ie - it needs cutting again!). They were having a wonderful time until Lloyd heard a commotion and came out in time to see the neighbours dog kill one of the hens. There are still 2 others missing and we don't know if the dog got those first and we just didn't hear it. It was pretty heartbreaking to see. We had kept Cooper inside just for that reason, and never even gave the neighbours dog a second thought. Apparently he was over earlier in the morning with our neighbour but didn't bother them. Once everyone's back was turned, I suppose he just followed his instincts.
I received a nice email from Meghan(2). It sounds like her recital went very well, especially if the amount of flowers she received is any indication. A beautiful bouquet from her parents, another one from Greg's mom and another lovely flower from one of her dance teachers. As she explained: "This flower was from my hip-hop teacher miss Megan. I wasn't able to go into my usual class because the times didn't work for us this year so I had to do a class a year younger and not as advanced. She gave this to me because I made everyone work harder to be more like me and our dance was amazing at the recital. And miss Megan is my friend."Well done Meg! I can't wait to see the photos and perhaps the video when it's available.
Well, that will likely be it till Thursday morning. I have to be up and out the door early every morning till Wednesday to make sure I have everything there and set up before I start work at 7:30. So have a good week and we'll catch up later in the week.
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