Dinata Misovec

Today’s progress might not be as photographically dramatic as the past week but is impressive none-the-less. It looked the same outside as it did when we left yesterday.

Inside was a buzz (literally) of activity.  I got a kick out of all the power tools laid out in the garage.

A lot of the noise came from this guy installing windows in Andy’s office.

Another man was installing the sliding glass door in the family room/kitchen.

I asked Andy to check out the window in the dining room. He does humor me sometimes.

The next time I saw the window installer, he was outside caulking windows.

We watched a plumber install a bathtub.  He really had to wrestle with it to slide it into its place.

I had noticed that one of the living room windows was smaller than the other. The original plans called for a smaller window in the right corner.  I thought that looked strange and asked to have two windows placed on that wall. The man we met with said how about a large one centered.  I agreed.  The hole was large, but not the same size as the front window. I wished I had clarified that or paid closer attention. This morning, I noticed that all the windows had been installed except that living room window.  Then a man came in with a humongous, scary saw.  He marked lines under the window and sawed away at the block wall.  Then, he went outside and cut from there.  Another, younger man walked over and asked if he was ready for the blocks to be kicked.  Then he kicked them outside.

Now I am happy that the windows are the same size as I had thought they should be.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This electrician was pulling wires across the house.

The plumber is getting the pipes ready for the kitchen sink and the dishwasher.  A dishwasher!  I don’t know.  I haven’t had a dishwasher since 2001. I’m not sure I need one.

There were at least a half-dozen electricians working at full speed. Andy watched from the far side of a wall.

With all the noise emanating from the house, two sandhill cranes walked into the shade of the trees behind the house.  They were cautious and tilted their heads listening.

We were so impressed with the carpenters using stilts yesterday.  Well, let me tell you, electricians don’t need no stinkin’ stilts.  They walked around on their ladders.  It takes some fancy hip action to do so. This guy was walking across the room.  When they moved a short distance they did not hold on to the ceiling joists.

They hung their spools of wire on swiveling hangers.  They just took an end and pulled it across the house. There were two more in the family room and one in our bedroom.

I was thrilled when two young men installed the front door.  I chose it from a photo and it turned out to be beautiful. There is no color to it.  The color is from what is outside. Ah yes, I can pick out the dumpster and the port-o-potty.