Sunday.

One of the group (their friends which will likely be my friends as well if this all continues) changed their moving plans from - the 5th of next month - to today.

Yea, that was a bit of a surprise. They can't move by themselves, they need help both manpower and truck/vehicle power.  

I really wasn't keen on spending my Sunday moving people.  This was not my first rodeo, it takes all day long, it wears you out and you are toast by the time you get home.  But I just got with the plan, said fine, let's get this started so that we can - eventually - get this over with.  I went to the property, got the trailer, back to the house.  Over to the apartment, start loading the heavy stuff.

That's all I was there for, get the heavy/larger stuff done.  The boys/ladies could do the boxing stuff.  It was a team effort, there is no doubt about that.  There were 5 of us to start with plus kids, several hours later another family showed up to boost the effort of  - let's get this over with, thanks.  

Up and down stairs for hours, we finally got the first load on the trailer and headed over to the house.  We had just started unloading and were in their new living room when we saw a paint roller going up and down the window. Yes, the window.  Whoever owns the place had done a bunch of painting and had left the roller and paint out on the back porch.

The 5 year old decided it was a great idea to pain the bricks and the window, gag.  That was probably an hour's worth of going to get  a garden hose and pressure washer from the house, getting it to the new house, hooking all of that up and James getting all of that stuff off of there.  

Back to work, unload the trailer and back to the apartment.  It was over 6 hours.  I had put crackpot chicken recipe in the crockpot this morning - completely forgot about it until we were about to leave the house and head home. I'm famished, was my decree.  I had had chicken salad sandwich this morning before we left.  No one wanting to cook, it just popped into my head: Crackpot chicken!  

That hit the spot for everyone and no great effort to finish, which was cooking bacon and crumbling it and chopping green onions.

And now...I am definitely toast.  Just winding down, relaxing, trying to get into sleep mode because I am totally out of it.

Plans changed for tomorrow. The boys were going to go to daycare, but Taylor's work changed and she had to load a bunch of stuff into her pickup, into the back seat.  It's supposed to rain tomorrow, she couldn't have that stuff in the bed. Can you take the boys to the daycare tomorrow?  Yup, I can or they can just stay home with me. 

They want to go see some alligator cartoonish type of movie that's in the theaters right now. I can take a day off from the property, actually 2 days since I didn't work over there today. I did check my posts for the sign, the quickcrete is still wet.  I doubt it will dry out for several days if it's going to rain tomorrow. 

No biggies.  Once it dries out I can drill the holes and get that sign up.  However.  The chainsaws are sitting in the woods and I really don't want them sitting in the rain.  I'm going to bring them home tomorrow and fix the chains on them.  

Anyway, I'm too tired to do any research tonight. It's just time to go to bed.  

 Saturday. 

The group was over last night for one of the member's birthday.  These people are pretty cool folks, fun to hang around, it was a blast last night really.  I have a bit - different - personality - it took them a while to adjust to me, my friends I live with, the house, the giant dog, etc etc etc.  I was reading some definitions out of the Urban Dictionary last night concerning a phrase that one person had never heard of - and honestly, I hadn't either. The whole group was belly laughing, as I said, we had good times last night.  

A nice reprieve from everything I have been dealing with, with this RV park.  

The kid let the chains get way too loose on 2 saws yesterday and so yes, the saws threw the chains off the bars.  I don't know how many times I have to tell a 25 year old the same thing before I get disgusted and say no more, no thank you.  I'm not ready to burn bridges just yet, but his days of operating my saws are over.  It doesn't ruin the saw or the chain, it's just a hassle to take everything apart, get the chain back on the gear correctly and then feed it around the bar, and then tighten the chain.

And I've found that once I tighten the chain after it throws it? You just pull the gas trigger, get the chain around a couple of times and then, the chain is dangling off of the bar and you have to tighten it down again. After that, however, it lasts quite  a while before the chain needs adjusted again. I just get tired of repeating myself and I'm done with it.  I have other work he can do maybe in a few days or a week or so in helping cleaning up the lots, using a metal tine rake and smoothing the dirt ridges out.

I also find that I have to constantly monitor him or he'll get on that damned cell phone and then expect me to pay him to text his girlfriend - or whoever he is texting.  It's ridiculous.  I had to leave yesterday, I noted where he was at.  He got the rest of the pile gone, yes, but that would have only been 20 minutes worth of work. There was nothing else done on the side with all the brush - tho most of the brush is gone.  There is a 15 - 20 foot section left at the end and I will do that myself, including cutting down a large tree which is hanging over the driveway.

Much too low, it just needs to go.  I am also going to take down the gate. They don't close it anymore. They used to have it locked but now?  No one uses the gate at all.  It stays open 24 hours a day. I didn't tell them they couldn't lock it, so I'm glad they decided they don't need to use it now. Probably because they surrounded their tanks and well head with gates a while back.  They can have their gate, it will be deposited next to their operation in the rear.  The posts will be trashed. Wood posts, they will have to be cut down, I'm not going to waste my time trying to dig them out.  

If they want compensation for those posts, I will say fine, here is the bill for all the work done on the driveway that YOU are supposed to be maintaining.  I may send them that bill anyway.  

I texted the contractor today asking when they are going to come and finish with installing the power line from the poll to the meter array.  No reply, lol.  That is the contractor's foreman, actually, I contacted the contractor about gravel and got a "thank you" back when I said I would be needing him to come soon, probably in the next two weeks and spread the gravel.  Thank you in his world? Mean he's going to order the gravel, have it delivered and show up and spread it. 

That's my take anyway after having had dealt with this dude all of this year and part of last. 

Anyway, I need the gravel done sooner than later. I need to get grass growing and tho rye grass doesn't take terribly long to grow, it's at least several weeks before you have much of anything.  

Now the major drawback. It's going to rain next week and from the looks of it, heavily.  They can't spread gravel on muddy driveways and pads.  The upside is if it rains as much as it appears it is, I will be able to determine where the water is flooding over the pads and the driveway and fix it.  Oh well. If it rains Monday and Tuesday and other days next week, it will just shut me in the house and I will do more work attempting to iron out all of these different facets of running a company that are behind the scenes. I can make an appointment with the accountant as well.