Can I get a huh huh! How about a what what!

8:00 Alarm goes off. No I am not late. We are headed to a reno for Scottish Jon, and apparently he doesn't arrive on site until 9. Hit snooze 2 times.
8:20 Hear my phone beeping. Del text-ed. Went downstairs to pack lunch and eat breakfast.
8:23 Call Del. He asks "did I wake you up?" I say "No, no. Been up for hours working out and meditating." Del then tells me where the job is.
8:55 Start truck. Guys with bobcats finally show up to clean out our parking lot. I thought they should get an earth mover in here because there is about 8 inches of ice everywhere. I am no condominium president, but...
9:03 Arrive at site. Talk with Del and try to decipher what Scottish Jon is saying.
9:06 Look at a wall that is rotten to the core. Form plan of attack.
9:10 Hear the throaty growl of Adam's 1997 Geo Tracker. He comes strutting up with his tool belt flung over his shoulder, hair blowing in the wind.
9:20 Unload Del's truck. Del goes to pick up material from the local Rona. Adam and I start de-constructing. Pull off the siding, then the buffalo board. Then we pulled out the ladder in the buck.
10:15 Del get's back. Cut out what was left of the bottom plate of the wall. Adam tears down the privacy wall. Scottish Jon comes by and says "asd;kjfhasdhh werthwsufh aas;hetha haggis lsdkflskdosijgfoaglksajgl;sfghdgjoi kilt asdlkfsoiajfsf what do you want to do here?" Blank stares. "Weeellll. We think the floor sheething is rotten under the floor a little ways." Del says. "lkaavcnadrgherngagvavkn tartan lksdjaewnwernaiviosgnwe98as'lk Robbie Burns." Blank stares.
10:16 He leaves. We go ahead with making our own decisions and pull up a row of hardwood in one of the units. Rot did indeed go under the hardwood. Cut out the sheething. Sprayed anti- mold stuff. Resheeted the floor. Cut new plates and studs, started rebuilding the wall.
12:30 Lunch. Banana, snaps, apple, granola bar, PB and N sandwich. 2 buffalo flings from Safeway from Adam.
1:00 Scottish Jon show back up for a meeting with some people. Stops to "talk" to us. "cvnsdfgoiiukjwenjwvcioua jowainfa eghaeungvhnoanfewru bagpipes lvoerojweihnavb aew efw cuddy." Blanks stares followed by uneasy laughter.
1:30 Back to work Drywaller comes by and tells Jon something. Jon tells Del what the drywaller wants. Del tells Jon to tell the drywaller to "jog on". "Wits that bawbag gawkin at, blimey bampot. That numpty must be tanned! Ah'm pure scunnurt with that minger. Tube. Ah'm gonna skiddle. Excuse me" I said as I walked away from the conversation.
3:00 Drywaller comes by to work on it. Jon tells him to "jog on" and cut the drywall him self. I pat Jon on the back and say "that was doss." "Aye" said he. "Aye", said I. "Aye". "Aye". "Aye". "Aye". "Aye". "Aye". "Aye"....
4:45 "Aye". "Aye". RRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOLLLLLLLLLL UUUUUUUUUPPPPPPPP!!!
yells Del.
5:00 Leave site. Go to Safeways. Get groceries.
5:15 Arrive home. BBQ steak.
5:30 Eat steak, perogies, broccoli, and a salad. Thanks Hon, for auld lang syne.
7:00 Go to Futureshop and kick some ass.
7:45 Arrive back home. Wife has son fed, bathed, and in bed.
8:00-10:15 ROCK!
10:56 Write this line
11:07 Shower.
11:21 Go to bed.

Scottish Jon thinks Del is a crabbit old chiel. I don't think that though, Del.
Goodnight everyone. XOxoooxxXoO.