To the East Side! (I love that song). So this was the progress on our casa as of last Friday.
I put some chairs on the porch and Jim & I had a glass of wine while we admired the view.
Not too shabby.
Today is Thursday and they’ve begun to frame the upstairs.
Master bed/bath, sitting room, laundry room and storage will be up here.
They’ve put in some rough stairs so I can climb to the top and imagine our view from the top.
The framing for the new house began this week. This is the most fun part so far because I can see it really take shape. There’s a new crew working now and some of them are quite familiar to me. I mentioned that Michael (the guy who made the piers and retaining wall) is a quiet reserved person. He’s very focused on his work and not prone to chit chat.
THIS guy–Not so much. 🙂
I’ve known Chris for over 12 years. He framed my yellow house way back in 2007 and he built a carport/storage shed & fence for the pink house in 2014. Chris is talkative, funny and can tell a naughty joke or two. I like his company and we’ve developed a good rapport over the years. He explains things when I’m confused (often) and he has great patience with me hanging around, taking pictures and asking questions. I was stunned at how fast the crew installed the sub-floor on Wednesday.
View from the back of the lot
From this vantage point you can see our yellow house and our pink house. (this one will be green)
Then yesterday they began FRAMING!!!
Today I might get porches! After nearly 18 months of planning, roadblocks and glitches, the Green House is finally happening. I’m a very happy camper.
Drive by and say howdy. I’ll be perched on the Pink House porch watching the show. 🙂
Hey, I’ll celebrate ANYTHING!
Although it may not look like it to anyone who passes by, there has been a good bit of progress at 67 Boardwalk since my last post.
I was so happy to see Michael’s truck arrive last week! I almost ran out and hugged him, but he would probably never recover from the trauma, so I refrained. Basically his crew were there to finish pouring the concrete for the piers and for the remainder of the retaining wall.
Jim wants to drive this little Bobcat so much! Maybe they’ll leave the keys in it and we can go for a joyride some dark night.
After that job, it took a few more days to cover the cinder block piers in the brick we picked out.
It’s made in Macon Georgia. We thought it looked a lot like Chicago brick and we like that look. Up close and in person you can see lots of colors in the clay including green, silver, pink, gray and rust.
The cinder block box is for the wood-burning fireplace. Apparently it needs it’s own piers for support since the chimney is so heavy.
After this work was done, a large truck dumped gravel on the lot and the crew spread it to the edges. Our house we lived in before only had dirt underneath so crawling under it was muddy and messy. The gravel will help with moisture and drainage too.
So this is the view from the Pink House porch as we speak. Soon Michael’s job will be over until he pours the carport and driveway. I don’t know how he feels about a weird old lady watching him and taking pictures all day, but I have really had fun seeing this process. He’s a very quiet guy, but I’ve managed to squeeze a few conversations out of him. 🙂
So now I look forward to the framers. I know these guys well since I’ve been watching them build houses for Gary and GT for almost twelve years. They know me too since I have a tendency to wave and holler “howdy” when I see them in the hood. I’ll try hard not to be a pest, but I make no promises. 🙂
Friends and family have been asking “Hey, how is the house coming along?”
OK, here is a picture I took this morning…
Actually there has been no activity for two weeks. I guess with hurricane force tornadoes, torrential rain and below freezing temps this is to be expected. Plus when your contractor has a job for COSTCO you kind of assume that you’ll be lower on the totem pole. 🙂
I realize there are way bigger problems than this, so I’ll TRY to be patient and stop whining.
Like THAT’S gonna happen!