We got some disappointing news this week. Our builder, Paul Russell, called to say he would not be able to come back from Missouri to finish our job. His new employer told him that if he took a week or two off, he wouldn't have a job to come back to. So we were back to square one.
Gerald spent a lot of time trying to line up another contractor and got a referral from Wayne Ohland, a commercial builder and neighbor. Wayne built the addition on our primary home. He and his wife also split the original 36-acre parcel with us, so they own the 18 acres adjacent to our parcel at Ruger Ranch as well.
Gerald talked to the contractor, Dennis, and arranged for him to meet us up at the land on Saturday.
We arrived at the land on Friday. After setting up camp, we went to work rolling the final coat of masonry sealer, so J.C. Campbell could start backfilling on Saturday.
J.C. and the new contractor arrived about the same time, around 8 a.m. Gerald put them to work helping to unload a jetted tub we had bought for $160 at Stardust, a Habitat for Humanity store.
The meeting with Dennis went well, though the land was farther from his home in Queen Creek than he anticipated, and he said he had to go home to crunch some new numbers. Still, we felt fairly confident that this would all work out, and made plans to leave a day early with the expectation that we would need to come back on Monday to be on-site for a Tuesday materials delivery.
Meanwhile, J.C. got busy backfilling.
Near the site, we had a tin can graveyard, which we figured came from years of cowboys camping there during round ups. Gerald had the idea that we should round them all up and throw them in the pits that J.C. was about to fill up.
It didn't take long to fill up a wagon load. We emptied the cans in the pit, closed up camp and headed home to await word from Dennis.
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