Finally up to date... and then I got lazy!

Ok, so I caught up my blog to be in line with the guys on the weekend... and then, instead of doing what I had intended to do, which was document the building progress as it happened... I got lazy. Or maybe I got busy. I really don't know. It's all a bit of a blur in general. Life, that is.

Anyway, today is Sunday January 17th and it's late afternoon(ish)... last Sunday at about this time Adam and Max finally packed away the toy they'd been playing with for 48 hours... the Dingo! Or Kanga... Or some other native-Australian-animal-named (petrol powered) contraption that was essentially a 'digger', and so will henceforth be called the digger.

The digger arrived at our place on the back of a trailer mid-Friday afternoon. I watched with a bit of fear mixed with fully-fledged horror as Max unloaded this four wheeled death machine from said trailer OVER the top of the previously mentioned foundation blocks and into what I like to call the 'pit of vacuum-inducing despair ' (because it's so freakin' dusty in our house that I am always vacuuming). The digger (and Max) made it safely... eventually.

Basically, the entire weekend was spent using the digger to dig... and move dirt from one spot... to another. The end.

Well, not quite.

Friday night, Adam dug trenches for the conduit that will eventually run microphone cables under the slab. I think this is one of the really clever aspects of the studio design... Anyway, I actually got out and helped dig some trenches too, once Ben went to sleep. It was hard work... and a week later, I'm still nursing a sore wrist. Adam didn't stop digging until we had a torrential downpour at about 10:30pm that, once again, flooded our yard.

Roxy, our site manager, overseeing construction.

Saturday morning we had 2 truck loads of road base delivered. I think it came to something like 20sqm of dirt... which, when it was dumped out of the back of the truck in two massive piles next to one another, looked a lot like two enormous steely-grey boobs sticking up out of the ground! Both individually taller than Adam.



Anyway, the dirt had to be moved and leveled around the 'pit'. Adam and Max worked on this for several hours until around lunch time when Adam had to stop because he had succumbed to a bout of dehydration and heat stroke. Luckily, it got cooler again, and out they went for the evening to continue. Lucky me, I only see my husband on weekends when he's vomiting or dead. :-)

Same story on Sunday...


The digger came in handy for a few other bits and pieces as well... Adam has been wanting to dig out these crappy palm trees from the pool area because we're moving our pool filter to where they were. A while ago he spent a good few hours trying to dig these things out by hand, but got nowhere. The digger got them out in 20 minutes. Behold... 'stealth-digger'...


Here is a link to some video footage of Adam working really, really hard. He was quite sad to return the digger... I think he wants one for Christmas.