So we've been doing so much work, we've forgotten to take pictures! I'd load up some video, but it's all pretty lame. We calmly do walk abouts of the house showing you what we're working on. It would be much more fun for you if we turn on the camera and forget about it so you could catch the arguements, swearing, and other construction-site things that are taking place around here. Or you'd get to see the acrobatics we do while standing on one ladder at the same time and Nate telling me to "just drill in that last screw" that's about 2 feet past my arm's span out over a downhill sloping staircase. THen he gets pissed at me when I laugh. I'm aware that I have abnormally long arms, but I value my neck a little too much to take the risk.
And, for anyone following along...men and women do construction differently. Well, I'm not really an authority on this, because I wouldn't really qualify myself as someone fluent enough to know what "real construction women" are like, but I can tell you that Nate and I go about things differently. Here's a short list:
1. Communication: Nate will ask me to help him move and lift something. He considers this communication. I, on the other hand, have an expectation that he's going to tell me where to move and lift it to. This is apparently not part of his communication plan and induces a yelling match.
2. Timeframe-long project: I assume that we can knock out a 6 foot area of our house in a weekend when Nate points out that we need to rip out walls, re-wire, insulate, and sheet rock. Nate comes after me with a hammer becuase he's not sure I realize it would be impossible to complete this situation in a weekend even if we didn't sleep and were hopped up on junk to keep us going. (we don't not use any form of "junk" so please don't call the crime watch meth lab people on us.)
3. Timeframe-short project: I want to do it NOW so it's done. Nate prefers to take care of other stuff first (clean, homework, sleep...) and do small construction projects last. I want to go crazy in hope of moving forward more quickly. He wants to kick me in the pants for suggesting he hangs drywall after 10 hours of work.
4. Tools: I don't know the difference between a "saw," "skill saw," "Miter saw," and whatever other kinds of stupid saws we have around. Describe it to me. NO matter how many times you say keyhole saw and turn around, you'll get handed a skill saw. Live with it or just learn my terminology "Shark Saw," "Round Blade Saw," knife saw." You learn, I become a more effective go-fer. I'm great with chisles, screwdrivers and running to swap out batteries on all aforementioned tools.
Ok. Now here are the interim pictures. OUr house looks like white trash-ville. We are aware of this, but it will feel oh-so-good to see these pictures when we're finished!
Don't worry, we haven't resorted to pointing the nail gun at eachother...yet. Honestly, that thing scares me though. Did you hear the stories about the dudes that shot themselves with nails and didn't even know it? One was in the neck, the other was in the mouth. I guess I shouldn't be so freaked out if they didn't even feel it, huh? Somehow I doubt I would be so lucky.
