It was kind of funny. When we started fencing on Sunday, two male calves were spying on us during the whole process. They'd creep toward us, watch, and bawl. Bovine espionage in the works people! Watch it, the Chik-Fil-A cows are evidently influential!
Now, although Noel wasn't able to partake in the fencing fun on Sunday, he got some fencing done earlier in the week. We headed down to the land on Wednesday to finish off a 6-ft stretch at the end of the barb wire fence. Unbeknownst to Granny, she was about to become our fencing mentor. With Granny in tow, we headed down to the fence with our tools. It really could have been an episode of The Three Stooges. Consequently, Noel is a master with a fencing wench. (Take that however you will.) So, now I would like to take this opportunity to thank Granny for bestowing upon us her infinite fencing wisdom...and for cooking lunch on Sunday. Our tummies are eternally grateful.
Prior to fencing on Wednesday, Lou, the banker, and Troy, the bank's CEO, took us out to lunch to thank us for our business and to talk construction with us. We are so thankful to be doing business with such a wonderful bank. We truly appreciate all of their help and all they have done for us...and the delicious lunch. Thanks guys!
Plan for this week...log the land (hopefully).
Plan for next week...close on the construction loan at the bank and sign a contract with Indy.
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