A little edgy

Chris, our pool guy, calls this a mud edge, and we're putting a fan-spray of matching 3-inch tiles just behind it, as a visual reminder for people near the pool that there are steps and benches that would get in the way of a quick, direct plunge.

Problem is, they need to be "textured" a bit, for safety's sake (less slippage), and the blue-and-gold tiles we picked for the waterline don't come in anything but smooooooth.

I think when you add water and a black pool surface, it won't be a huge difference. At any rate, it was exciting to see it going in -- lots of things coming together. . . .

OK, I'm blathering. It's just that things are narrowing down and I'm feeling like a ringmaster for Hemingway's troupe of six-toed cats.

Dennis the electrician and Paul the AV guy got together at the house today to coordinate their attack. The plumber still has to be heard from, and his special meter will govern the pouring of the propane pad, which will allow the gas guy to connect the cooktop, which will let the electricians install applicances -- it's almost circular.

But Steve, our apartment landlord, came by the house today for his first look at the project. His first words through the door were, "Oh, wow!," and that took some of the edge off.