It was one of those stretches where nothing seemed to be happening. For me, that translates into stuck, or more accurately, an emotional funk.
And then, in a single day, the dumpster arrived, opening way for the big front of the upstairs demo to begin.
The plumber showed up, after a few months on a big project in the Midwest. He made necessary moves preparing the upstairs bathroom and laundry room for walling, lighting, and flooring to be finished before the toilet, bathtub, shower, sinks, and washer and dryer go in.
He also removed our one outdoor faucet, with its leaking pipe in the wall and no indoor shutoff valve, with three new spigots and lines, all of them closer to our gardens. This was a huge quality of life improvement we do enjoy right now.
Three cords of firewood were delivered, about a month after being ordered. It was our first time dealing with them, and while I wasn’t worried that they wouldn’t show up before the first snow fell, this was reassuring and I’m satisfied with the quality of their product. Now I’m spending an hour or so most days stacking it. (Let’s not overdo it, not at my age.)
We heard from the mason, who was slotting us in with other projects around town. He and a helper were on the scene a few days later to repair the top of the chimney. Added to his work were repairs to the facing on the foundation – something noted in the building inspection when we bid on the property – and several future tasks, including moving the wood stove and metal chimney to another part of the front parlor. This was our first time dealing with him, and I can say he takes pride in good work.
Our contractor installed the flooring on the deck, restoring use of the back door to us. The railing is next.
Each of these lifted another obstacle from the horizon. Each one felt quite invigorating. The deck even has us in amazement.
Jnana's Red Barn 
It’s beautiful when suddenly a lot of things click all at once! The fact that it hardly ever happens makes it extra special.
Thanks for the added wisdom! Indeed!