Last night, Bob came over to do the cement pour in our back basement. Our goal was to have a small housekeeping pad for the (future) washer/dryer. We wanted to get it done over the weekend, but time got away from us. Luckily for us, Bob was willing to tackle it on a school night.
We’ll be doing a small housekeeping pad, for the washer and dryer. And that means… more bags of cement! Seventeen bags, to be exact. The funny thing? When we figured out the final number of bags we’d need, my first thought was “Oh good, that’s not so bad.”
Liz, patching over screw holes, as Bob watches and advises.
While near their house in Valparaiso, we were going down a small road when Liz yelled “Look out for that animal!”
As we got a bit closer, she yelled out “It’s a chicken!”
Bob was over last night, finishing off the remaining bit of work on the joists… making way for the new header. It’s the first of two large pieces that replace the old/warped boards tha twe took out, a few days ago.
While looking into a space where the pocket doors area, Bob reached in and found this bit of newspaper – lodged pretty far inside.
Using a bottle jack to get the top part of the frame in place. Things I learned today: the to of the jack unscrews, and can extend a few more inches – if you’re ever in a pinch.
While I’ve had the good fortune to participate in a lot of 20×2 Chicago events, this week saw a pretty interesting varation. The original folks behind 20×2 (Kevin, Mark, and Jeff) decided to take the show “on tour” and did two back to back events at a new venue: the Virgin hotel in Chicago.
Once in through the front doors, visitors walked down a long, blue-lit corridor. Playing on a loop in the background was “Pure Imagination,” as sung by Gene Wilder (as if there is any other version of this song).
Liz and I met up with Julie and Bob for Mother’s Day a while back, and spent a leisurely day hanging out in Chinatown, Northerly Island, and then later in Hyde Park.
Tonight, Bob was over and helped us set up a new Craftsman Table Saw we purchased. Additionally, he brought over a replacement for our miter saw, which was working fine… but a piece of errant wood broke off the guard. Thankfully, the warranty we got covered a full replacement – so Bob helped set up both.
A parliament of Peeps.
Some hot dogs (and peeps) were roasted on the fire. An incredibly relaxing end to an incredibly relaxing day.
Liz, working with the impact drill.
Bob was over a few nights ago, helping us get the last bit of plywood up along the wall (by where our basement stairs will go). That said, he was off doing his own measurements for the stairs while Liz and I measured and cut the plywood for the last remaining section.