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The Vision
Feb. 24th, 2017 06:51 amI am exhausted and there's more to come.
Bro's friend/companion/whatever wanted to turn the garage into a tardis for the birthday celebration tomorrow. He has confessed to me his tendency to obsess over small details. He may have a point; if I was going to criticise at all I would say that said tendency combined with a huge vision was always likely to cause delay, so timing probably needed more attention. He has created a framework on the walls for insulation of all things, to which we are attaching panels which then may hold floor length mirrors. There are panels to be painted, holes to be bevilled, and all sorts of stuff to be finished,which we could have done in the garden had there not been a hurricane outside. It will be a bloody marvel if it's ready in time, but it will look amazing.
Moving these panels around is really difficult. 'Now you know how it's been for me, doing this by myself,' said the young genius. If I wanted to be churlish I would have pointed out that this was his idea and his was the claim that he would be able to do it in time...
The house itself took me aback somewhat, and god knows I'm robust when it comes to a peck of dirt here and there. My brother understood finally that people would be in his house on Saturday. 'Here?' He said, 'But it's a pigsty!' I kept quiet though it's possible my expression might have betrayed something. 'I'm sure I mentioned it,' said the Genius. I am equally sure he did no such thing. In short, I got home late and will be going across to my brother's house again early afternoon today.
I'm tired even thinking about it.
Bro's friend/companion/whatever wanted to turn the garage into a tardis for the birthday celebration tomorrow. He has confessed to me his tendency to obsess over small details. He may have a point; if I was going to criticise at all I would say that said tendency combined with a huge vision was always likely to cause delay, so timing probably needed more attention. He has created a framework on the walls for insulation of all things, to which we are attaching panels which then may hold floor length mirrors. There are panels to be painted, holes to be bevilled, and all sorts of stuff to be finished,which we could have done in the garden had there not been a hurricane outside. It will be a bloody marvel if it's ready in time, but it will look amazing.
Moving these panels around is really difficult. 'Now you know how it's been for me, doing this by myself,' said the young genius. If I wanted to be churlish I would have pointed out that this was his idea and his was the claim that he would be able to do it in time...
The house itself took me aback somewhat, and god knows I'm robust when it comes to a peck of dirt here and there. My brother understood finally that people would be in his house on Saturday. 'Here?' He said, 'But it's a pigsty!' I kept quiet though it's possible my expression might have betrayed something. 'I'm sure I mentioned it,' said the Genius. I am equally sure he did no such thing. In short, I got home late and will be going across to my brother's house again early afternoon today.
I'm tired even thinking about it.
