Fifteen years ago, on November 5, 2008 we were many months deep into building/rebuilding the stone walls around Rosslyn’s deck. The original estimate had morphed from weeks to months. As I recall, five weeks had stretched into five months by this stage. I’ll dig into my notes to verify, but for the sake of this stone wall retrospective, simply know that we’d overrun yet another deadline and were beyond anxious to wrap up.
We’d been living in the house, but it was still a construction site. Dirty. Muddy. Noisy. Zero privacy. Close to zero down time. And heavily trafficked with contractors and suppliers.