Journal Entries of Nathaniel Ottin

Untitled Part 13

5/18/1802

    Watching construction is still boring, and it will always be boring. I can't even keep Ollie with me. I hope he ate his breakfast. I don't want a starved dog rushing me when I enter my house...

    The workers have made considerable progress. I'm tempted to start drawing up a new plan for something, and then give it to someone else so that I don't have to finish it or supervise construction.

    I wish I'd known things about Galsran before I moved here, like how stupid the Church is and the construction rules.

5/19/1802

    James stopped by to talk today. He wasn't allowed in the construction zone, but he managed to stay near enough to talk but far enough away that he wouldn't get escorted off. It was just small talk (occasionally interrupted by workers asking me questions), but anything is better than just sitting in the heat watching people build.

5/20/1802

    I've received word of a ball happening sometime soon. There's 4 a year, one for each season; I came too late for the spring ball. I probably wouldn't have had the money to go anyway.

    I would like to go to this one; all I need is money and dancing abilities, neither of which I have. I wonder if Charlotte can dance?