Remember the gorilla? It's back. Matt got another job. I can't, for the life of me, understand why he would do that. I mean, really, benefits like health insurance and 401-Ks are overrated...don't you think?

Seriously, though. I'm happy for him and his family. They made the right decision. But I'm still sad, sad, sad. I became quickly addicted to the momentum Matt's presence created and I'm frightened that it will slowly fade away. So far, though, Carl has continued to work on the building project...until yesterday.

Carl enjoys creating things that solve problems. He lives to design and build something that meets a specific need...once. And only once. He does NOT enjoy repetitive, mundane tasks like, oh, painting or mudding sheetrock. Neither of us are "finishers." We love coming up with ideas. We get a thrill out of making usable things of those ideas. But once the thing is usable...it doesn't get finished. The slightest distraction, such as another idea, will detour our attention from the task at hand.

Carl had been working diligently at finishing the bathroom and "French Door Room" when we began discussing the next step. I explained that I wanted to finish everything on the main floor before moving upstairs. We agreed that it would be nice to somehow close off the stairway so that we would have an enclosed, finished main floor. I pictured a framed-in door at the foot of the stairs or something basic like that.

Not Carl. Carl decided he wanted a garage-door-type doorway that would look like a wall when closed; a kind of secret doorway. He purchased garage door rails from the local lumber yard and spent all evening designing and beginning the installation of this new, special doorway. Good-bye momentum.

Hello gorilla.