Making a house into a castle
Just up from “hanging” an inexpensive Venetian blind in the basement. Keeps me aware of just how cheaply made some of these products are, in order to meet that magic price point that gets stuff out the door at Wally’s place. As for the fit in the window, and the relative obscurity offered; don’t go there.
An interesting afternoon, at least. I’d gone to the market and the post office, which meant (of course) that the landscaping contractor dropped in to see what we needed done. In my absence, he had the time to look about, measure, call down imprecations on the ancestors of the other trades that had preceded him on the ground, shoot the breeze with she who stands firm and then wait for me to get home.
A good lawn isn’t inexpensive, either. However, the cheap part isn’t a factor. It takes time and equipment to make a house into a castle. For the sake of my budget, he didn’t price in a moat. We’re going to need fill, and drainage, and a much better “pad” for the car to get turned around on – backing onto a highway, even a quiet one, should be avoided.
The efforts by others were “played back”; this man knows his trade, and he knows the sort of games others play when they have a bulldozer as a steed. I now have a clearer idea of why we had so many small pits, back before the snow fell.
His recommendations make sense, and he’s going to playbook a project that we can accept in whole or in part. No ground will be displaced during the summer months (the better to allow some settling in), but between now and then, I’ll avoid the urge to roll around or barefoot it on the lawn-to-be.
