The garage has been empty since the weekend. The Scout is out at the mechanic getting a carb rebuild, which makes me happy, but the rain we’ve been getting today, which was coming down so hard that it slowed traffic on I-95, has surely soaked the seats to the springs. I didn’t get the chance to put the full soft top back on before we ferried it down, which I’m regretting now, but I’ll be happy to put a plastic bag on the seat to get it home. Plus, we’re supposed to get two days of sun starting tomorrow, so maybe it will dry out by the time it’s ready.

The garage is even emptier as of this morning, because a nice man backed a dump truck up to the doors and hauled off six contractors’ bags worth of debris, as well as the pile of concrete that’s been sitting on the side of the driveway since 2008. He threw in all the brush I cleared off the garage a few weeks ago and some junk from the side porch, and raked everything smooth. Jen says it looks beautiful out there now, which makes me very happy. It’s good to have that taken care of in time for the parade.

Finally, Mr. Scout is studding up a new wall around the bathroom on the side porch in preparation for the plumber to come in and rough in a new toilet and sink. It looks like we’re going to pull the floor and drop in a subfloor in order to level it and butt it up to the hardwood. I have to figure out where to put the huge pile of insulation that’s out there (most likely in the new empty space in the garage) so that little hands don’t play with it, and straighten up/vacuum/childproof the rest. As much as an unfinished space can be childproofed.