a little bit at a time gets a little bit done, but a whole weekend dedicated to a project is better

In the week since my last post we managed to work on the earth cellar some evenings after work, but others we didn't have the energy to turn on the cement mixer. Even when we did we never managed to do more than one batch of cement in an evening (50 kg before adding the water). Even so, we managed to get the walls to grow somewhat. However, this weekend we finally made what feels like real progress--we worked all day yesterday and today--at least five batches of cement yesterday (we lost count), and four today (this time I counted the bags before carrying them to the trash can).
( photos and description of the earth cellar progress this weekend )

Of course, building the earth cellar isn't our only home improvement project in progress, and we are still working on some of them in fits and spurts in-between progress on the cellar. One of the other projects has been some changes to the yard immediately in front of the house--some changes to the slope of the land so we no longer get huge mud puddles (one of which was right on the walkway to the door!), and moving the walkway itself further from the house (who puts a walkway right were any snow sliding off the roof will land on it?).
( details about the walkway plans, and a progress photo, too )

In other news I had a really weird dream Friday night. For reasons I do not understand my brother in law was looking at a sewing project in progress of mine (note that he is someone I have only seen once every few/many years and then not for long, since my sister lives in Seattle), and then he picked up my good sewing shears and started indicating that he was going to cut the loose threads hanging off of it, which made me uncomfortable enough, but then he started actually sliding the blade of the scissors against the fabric itself, right over the seam, slicing both. I started wrestling with him for control of the scissors, and was then woken up by a scream. I had been sleeping with my hand resting on lord_kjar's arm, and when I tried to grab the scissors I actually clenched my hand, driving my nails into his arm, and pulling with all of my strength on his arm. oops! Needless to say, no sooner than his screams woke me and I let go and started apologizing and explaining about the dream. He was very understanding, and we both went straight back to sleep. But it is a good thing I wear my fingernails so short, or I think I would actually have done him damage.

Tomorrow linda_linsefors arrives to spend her summer vacation here, so we will entertain her, in part, by letting her help with the projects in progress.