The last two days have been a bit of a whirlwind. Now it is Friday and we are relaxing in blissful luxury in an empty house (everyone is away for the weekend!). Made ourselves a great dinner and watched Animal House. Now we are just playing violin and guitar, and writing this before heading for some well-earned sleep.

Quick note on Photos: I have posted a few below with labels. If you want more, we have hundreds of beautiful photos and could probably set up a flickr account.

Yesterday we were given a new warehouse challenge, which involved me climbing up to a huge shelf 25 ft off the ground and perching precariously on a support beam while Casey hurled up boxes of (you guessed it!) cinnamon cones, to be put in storage. This took Herculean strength from Casey and delicate balance, not to mention mastering my fear of heights, from me. But eventually we had all the boxes stacked away and spent most of the day simply replenishing the warehouses supply of various products. Box-cutters have become like an extention of our arms, and we are definitely getting stronger from all the lifting. You know how I mentioned all the nice smells in the warehouse? Nothing smells remotely good anymore. It is all suffocating.

But luckily we have been given a new task in addition to our warehouse work. I will describe this in more detail once the project really gets going but essentially we are turning a falling apart lean-to structure on the side of a warehouse into a stable for my cousin's horses. If you know about our Airstream restoration, you will know that this is the kind of job Casey and I relish, but This is a project of massive proportion, requiring skills and craft expertise that we definitely do not possess (but please don't tell our employers). For now, anyway, we are just clearing out the space, leveling it, and finalizing our plans for the construction. We will keep you posted, and maybe post some blueprints.

Last night, after work and a beautiful walk through the woods and fields around White House Farm, my cousin Conrad took us into Lichfield for a Classic English Pub Experience. Being, for the first time, of drinking age, we were able to enjoy a beer in public, which was a nice change. We also tried a couple drinks (like English hard cider, which is lovely) that we wouldn't normally be able to come by. Visited two different pubs so I guess this qualifies as a "pub crawl," though a small one. Walked home, very cold and tired (and, in my case, a little irritable), and fell into bed.

This morning I went back onto warehouse duty, pleasantly monotonous, but Casey had to sleep off the nights after effects, causing him to get a fairly late start on the work site. Forgivable, given the circumstances.We are now really starting to know our way around this warehouse, and are no longer merely stacking and packing, but filling out orders for clients, etc. We are moving up in the world!

Having enjoyed an endless summer of relative relaxation, it is strange to once again treasure the weekend, as we do now with our new work schedule. On that note, goodnight and enjoy your weekend. We will ours.