Construction is for real happening around here, but framing is always the fastest part of the process.  You think to yourself “wow, this won’t take that long”; and then two years later you are sitting in a room that is only 90% complete and you’re wondering how in the world those people on extreme home makeover can build a house in a week.  It’s annoying.  But for now, I am enjoying the illusion that we are moving ahead at a fast pace.  I am also enjoying the fact that this is the first phase of our remodel that is 100% happening outside of the house.  Aside from a leaking window that was a result of sideways, torrential downpours that started the same day that part of the roof came off; we have generally been unaffected by the chaos happening outside.

I am also excited that the garage is taking shape, which means I am getting closer and closer to all of my man’s tools getting out of my linen closets:

The chimney was also raised today, which means the roof is coming off next week, which also means there will likely be a spontaneous hurricane formed off the coast with a bulls-eye right over my home.  The surest way to end a drought, is to take off your roof:

And in much more important news: my two year old baby boy started preschool.  Don’t cry Amy, don’t cry.

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My husband has me GC’ing this remodeling project. Technically, he is the one GC’ing the project; but he happens to already have a full time job and I conveniently “work from home”…so I got the job instead.  He calls me at least 300 times a day for updates on the progress.  He is ill that he cannot be here to watch each step take place.  Actually, I should rephrase that, he wishes he was here helping (not watching).  Few things would make him happier than being able to get down there in the dirt and help out.  He loves this stuff, and I love him for it.  Both of my Dads are contractors, so I kind of have a heart for a man that likes to build things with his own two hands.  I think it is the most noble of professions.  After all, Jesus was carpenter, and I don’t think His trade was accidental.  Thomas the two year old is also thrilled with what is going on in the backyard.  He assumes his position face planted at the window every morning.

Our footings have been dug, and the concrete is being poured as I type. I guess we are really doing this. No backing out now. Happy weekend my friends!