I’m planning on building my own door at some point, but I wanted to just get one in so I could finish the siding. I bought a scrap door, but spent so much friggin’ time cutting it down to size, adding wood to support the edges, and installing the hinges, I think this door might stay for a while. And the color almost matches the windows, so I’ll probably wait until I’m living in it to take my time on building a better one.
I’ve gone as far as I can on the siding. I can’t finish the siding on the front until I get the steel roof on the ‘shed’, but that should happen soon (I hope!).
I then decided on a whim to add a shed on the front to hold my future batteries, power cords, tools, whatever.
…I also finally got my bathtub/shower/washing machine. I thought I was going to have to order one online, when I happened to drive by the farm supply store that I didn’t know was there, and saw the perfect size trough, I mean shower, sitting out almost buried in a giant snow bank. After I and one of the guys who works there spent an hour digging it out and unfreezing it from the pavement, we realized it had been full of water when it froze. So, we had to sleigh ride it on a snow shovel to the door, then put it on a flatbed cart, then heave it up into the bed of my truck. Triumph!
I was so anxious to get it into the house that I put the jet-fuel heater to work at a new task. It took almost an hour and a half, but I finally got the 80 pound ice block out, and got the beast into the house.
Just a shower…
I somehow heaved the 4×8’s up onto the rafters and got them nailed down. I was going to post the videos from the webcam showing how treacherous that was, but I forgot to suck them off the webcam before they got overwritten. I came awfully close to taking my head clean off a couple of times, and almost fell off the ladder at least four times. But they are up…
Amidst all this building (less than I hoped for) I’ve been working (as in, real job like working) for some crazy reason (guilt? obligation?), which was stressful enough, but I also had to deal with the heartbreaking loss of my Audi station wagon… <sob> (Sport Wagon! It’s a Sport Wagon!) It’s been on it’s way out for as long as I’ve owned it, but after sitting around in the weather and being neglected for almost three years(!) it wasn’t up to snuff when I went back to it. The transmission was still continuously stuck in third gear most of the time (which, by the way, is not a reason to not take it on a giant road trip through the White Mountains in the middle of winter! That car caused, and got me out of, a shit-ton of awesome snowy, death-defying adventures in the wilderness. Audi rocks! Even in third gear!). Then the exhaust system fell apart (ask any of my neighbors, or anyone within ten miles of me), and then to top it off: the first time I had to park in a ramp downtown in…twenty years…someone sideswiped my car from front to back, tore down my side view mirror and left brutal black scars all the way from bumper to tailgate. (Don’t park in a ramp!)
So, I was pushed to finally buckle down, get screwed over by a used car salesman and buy a truck to pull my house.
I frickin’ love this truck!! I can swing in and get lumber at will, I can carry anything I want anywhere I want, and I get about 14 miles to the gallon (ok, that really sucks).
Friggin’ roofs. Hate ’em. But getting close (Again, end of October/beginning of November). Worried about creep, I decided to put in a structural/decorative feature in the middle of the living room. I put some extra rafters with cedar beams between them in the ‘big’ gap in the living room, so there will be less chance of my house falling apart. I’ll use them to hang my ceiling fan, ceiling light, ceiling cat. whatever I want to hang from the ceiling….
But my rafters are in and up! Gonna try to put the plywood up tomorrow!
Hurricane ties are big and important…
Oh, and here’s a pretty cool picture I snagged off the webcam the night I finished the rafters: