I got a call at 6:30 this morning saying that the masons were coming. I was surprised and skeptical since it was raining, but I drove up to the Mountain as quickly as I could. They were waiting when I arrived, but didn’t start work until about ten due to the rain. It was a very stressful day with a couple of trips to get sand and lots of material moving with the tractor, but about seven hours after starting, they were finished. That was a good feeling. I drove down to Manchester to pay their boss, then came back up to the cottage to shower. My dad and I went to the Mexican restaurant in town to celebrate. Now I am pretty wore out and hope to go to sleep soon.