Well day 3 of getting the granny flat installed has come and gone.
Probably the major thing achieved was the raising of the front door ready for the pouring of the concrete. We thought there was a little room above the door to be able to achieve that.  There was.  But the plumbing went across that area and was not anticipated.  Still it happened and we are very pleased to see it.
Merril came up with a name “the cabin” (rather than granny flat.  My thinking is it may be better to call it the cabin as good chance it may not be a granny in there.  We do name buildings as an identifier.  Our big shed is just called “the shed.”  The smaller one is “the Studio” and the tiny one we built which holds garden stuff is called “mini me.”
It was really hot yesterday so I understand the guy starting and finishing early.
In the morning we went and dropped stuff off at trash and treasure, went to the shops for bacon and onions (and as it turned out other things) and then went to N3C to pick up sausages waiting for us.
It is my designated day off so I was not into things like I know I will be.  Besides we had my brother come down from the sunshine coast for lunch with us to celebrate Merril’s birthday (he was due to come a few weeks ago but the weather was terrible for travel, so we put it off till now.
He had bought her something that reflects the favour of the month.  I have written recently about gratitude.  He had no idea.  He bought her a gratitude bowl and something that contained a multitude of sayings that highlight gratitude.  Merril in her studies had listed gratitude as something she wanted to work on (she is good but, in her mind, can be better).  Anyway, that was timely and she loved it.
We had lunch at the Sportsman’s Club in Morayfield.  It was good, went downhill, and is better again in our view.  The meals were reasonably priced and delicious.  My bro went straight from there to his home.
When we arrived home, we had a rest and later Merril prepared for the arrival of cabinets to be installed in our kitchen.  They are arriving Friday for installing from Monday.
Now is now.  I have listened to a phone message and a couple of people are coming to a breakfast tomorrow I hold here once per month.  The last for the year is this month.  Today like every day promises to be busy.

Day two is done of the setting up of the granny flat.  The company we employed works away while we do the same in our joint.  That is when we are not out.  Day one was a stay-at-home day.  Day two saw us out and about.
The first port of call was to some people we have just met who have recently moved into the area.  This was after Merril had cleared out our bathroom sink so it could be changed over to what we want (that was a part of our quote). 
The new people had heaps of stuff to donate to the market.  So we were helping them by taking away a bit of stuff and they were helping us by donating stuff.  As far as we were concerned it was a lot of useful stuff.
One of the comments they made was exactly what we are finding.  So much is held onto that never gets used.  Keeping it is a waste of time and space.  The only difference is these are younger people realizing the futility of holding onto much.  How young?  Well, we are called Uncle Peter and Aunty Merril.
The market bore out the usefulness of much as a portion of the stuff was purchased.  We also had some stuff from our place as we are using having to pull out things to determine if we really want them.  Where we decide we do not, and they are useful, we donate them to the market.  The market was an opportunity for people to purchase stuff cheap knowing the proceeds went to our pantry, to for us to see and talk to people.  It was good.
After it Merril and I went back home.  My stay was longer than Merril’s, as she had an appointment to attend.  She left before 1.30.
I stayed home and had lunch while watching the US election results.  I also used the opportunity to prepare for going out that evening.  I had a few things to organize and put on paper.  I did that and also saw a guy on you tube talk about elections.  He talked more sense than I have heard before.
Merril was delayed in returning and got back later than expected.  We made our way to our evening engagement fairly cactus.  Turned out we were not alone.  Everyone was tired but everyone was also glad to have gone to the event that refreshed and helped us refocus.
A good day.  Today is full too but with a slower start and that is welcome.

Well here we are on day two of the granny flat set up.
I was very much encouraged by something I read today.  It makes me think that all this set up is a good thing.  We do not know who will use it at this stage but we want it ready.
The builder did stuff yesterday while Merril dealt with the kitchen cupboards.  We need to empty them so the new one can go in next week.
It is amazing what we discover along the way and how often the question arises, “do we really need this?”  As mentioned previously we always ask the question “is it beautiful or useful?”  There is another one I always forget.  But if I had to I would probably ask as well “is it meaningful?” 
I say that because so often something can seem insignificant to me but is full of meaning for another.  For example I have kept mums wallet containing a picture of her and her hand writing.  That would mean nothing to most but means something to me.
It is interesting the associations one has.  Merril told me yesterday that thunderstorms remind her of her dad.  That is because she would often look at the web and ring her dad to tell him something was on the way.
Totally unrelated but I remember my bro mowing in a thunderstorm.  We were all encouraging him to come inside.  But to no avail.  What did make the difference though was when I went out thinking. “Well if he is going to go I am going to go with him.”  That brought him in quick smart.
So the builder started his bit.  I spent most of the day preparing for people coming over that evening.  I did ring a couple of people I have not spoken to in a while to make sure they were ok.
One is a guy in a home who has had a stroke.  He has a great attitude.  He doesn’t know it but he encourages me.  He would say it was the other way around but really it is both ways.  He was our sax player.
All did not go as planned.  I called the get together in the evening off.  There were storms around and several were crook or were not going to be there for whatever reason.  I did not want people on the road.  So we all had a quiet night (well I assume we did.  I do not think any went out partying till the early hours of the morning.)
Today is another day.  Both Merril and I have lots on.