The day I was waiting for

There is a list. It seems small and unassuming at first. "that won't take too long" you think as you peruse the little things on this list. It is the list of things that need doing on the house. Then, as you start to complete the jobs on the list, it grows like the hallway in Poltergeist, where the light at the end of the tunnel is a train moving quickly away from you as you scramble to catch up.

Then, every now and then, you have the opportunity to not look at the list. Not work on the house. These days are usually when one of the bigger jobs are finished. Then, if the gods are truly happy with and wish to reward you for being such a good boy, they let the sun shine while you kick back and have a beer on the new deck that you have been working on. Long story short. it is done, finished and HUGE. Already I am watching as the benches are being used as tanning tables, kids are running around the place and Shell and I are having a quiet game of crib in the sunshine. There are few perfect moments, but this is definitely one of them.