So, Let's Review . . .

Having FINALLY decided to move on the compound, I selected a suitable location last December. After clearing the area, I called in the dirt guys and got the place somewhat leveled. In comes rough plumbing and the the concrete truck. and, of course, the metal building. . . . foam insulation. Acid stain for the floors . . . And the the fireplace, designed and constructed by none other than Gibby, himself. and finally, we're raising a few walls.

A New Career in Construction? Yeah, I Don't Think So.

Lets face it, some days are just frustrating. Today was one of those for me. I spent the day building something, only to tear it down before leaving for home. And nonetheless, we're making progress. Building's up, 1/3 of the walls are framed, the fireplace is coming along slowly, but nicely. Floors are stained, and I can see the distant flicker of what might be a light at the end of a very long tunnel. Would it make code? I sincerely doubt it. Do I care? Heck NO. it'll be solid as an oak, and I'll be able to say that I did it with my own two hands when it finally gets done.