Even Giddier

I think I just made up a word.

Giddier.

The more I read it, the more

it doesn't feel like a real word.

Don't you hate it when that happens?

But I can't think of a better word,

so I'm sticking with it.

More stones are up,

and I am even giddier 

than I was before

and I was pretty 

giddy 

before.

Except for mortaring the pillars,

the stone layers are finished 

with the outside of the house.

In a few days

after the mortar is 

completely dry,

they will return and wash 

all the dust off the lovely stones.

I hope by then,

all of the cedar trim will be 

stained and up.

It will be a day of celebrating

and 

giddyness.