This first segment is called "How to Build Confusing Houses."
For as long as I can remember, Papa (gpa) has been building his own houses. I'm not talking about extensive remodeling--that's child's play. I'm talking from the piers up. The last house was rather elaborate and, yes, took somewhere around eleven (so double that number) years to complete what with all the adding on.
Elaborate doesn't mean fancy...it generally means as mathematically and physically difficult to construct as possible.
For example: A bridge was needed to cross a gully to the land he owned on the other side. Bridges can be rather simple, right? Right. But would a geophysicist really pick a simple design?
Not this one.
He built a suspension bridge. And for added difficulty, he built it alone. At the ripe old age of 78.
Fast forward to present day. The current design for the common areas is like a donut of sorts. A square one. The north arm of the loop is the entry-way with a desk no one uses, storage (mostly unused), and an area simply designed for the phone near as I can tell. The West arm of the loop is the living room, the South is the dining area, and the East is the kitchen.
There is NO HOLE in this donut. Instead, there is this multi-purpose structure that has two functions. FIRST.....it's the pantry (East), shelf (North), entertainment center (West), and china cabinet (South).
SECOND....it is designed to keep us all chasing each other in circles around it because we can't see through it or over it. If we were the kind of people to hold still and agree on a meeting place this donut hole would be fine, but NO!!!! We're go-getters. Can't find anyone? Then you're just NOT GOING FAST ENOUGH!!!!! So far today, Buddy and Michael chased each other around in circles several times and Buddy and Papa did the same as well. It was all I could do to get Papa 0to stand still so Buddy could find him!!!!!!
And now "Little Snippets of Conversation."
Do you ever wonder what people might think if all they heard was one sentence taken out of context from your day?
Today's snippets?
"Put the knife on the table before you crawl up there!" (me to Squib)
"God, I need a screwdriver." (the tool, not the drink, though the drink might help)
"I'm gonna watch Mommy shower!" (Squib...what can I say, he's male.)
And, finally, "The Spreadsheet and Play-doh Update."
After four hours, Buddy is STILL trying to fix the mangled spreadsheet from yesterday's ordeal. Yes, even with all his help, it still came out, well, inoperable.
As for the lump (about the size of a baseball) of Play-doh, well, it's still AWOL.
"And now," cried Max, "Let the wild rumpus start!!!!!!"
Scat
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