The middle of this week was 10-08-08. The day my father would have turned 100. Not something I think he really wanted to experience, but I missed him especially that day.
Early this week was still wet, but later it turned into a beautiful week to work. Cool and pleasant. There were a lot of loose ends to tie up before we finally could get to laying the first floor subfloor. So we spent the early part of the week doing things like the seismic hold-downs required here in this part of the world. When the time finally came, it felt great to move up to the first floor.
Physically it was hard work -- especially the beginning when there were not yet sheets of ply down so all the work was done from being perched on the joists. I did the first four sheets (the ones behind me in this pictture) alone while Sebastian muscled the hold-downs on. It was tough work but doing it, especially alone, was very satisfying.
Here is Jennifer this afternoon, contemplating how small her door to the patio will becompared to present open space:
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Looks like things are coming along pretty well...I was struck by the pic of JM contemplating her door...
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