Aside from a few minor details, we're through with framing! Our roofing goes on next week, our HVAC (heating/cooling) and plumbing guys are through with what needs to be done before drywall begins, and we're getting ready for loads of other fun stuff (siding, rock work, parts of the electrical, etc.) that we're doing ourselves. So, sure framing is finished, but have no fear, we've still been working like trolls picking up lose ends (like adding hurricane ties to please the "city code police" -- since we get SO MANY hurricanes over here in Arizona) and remembering all the ugly details that we'd forgotten about during our long framing ordeal.
I'm not very thrilled with our roof pitch choice. Finishing the roof on such a steep slope wasn't a fun task for somebody who hates heights (see photo below) which is why I'm looking forward to having a crew do the shingling (and they have the safety equipment that I would have loved to have!).
So with all the dangerous heights, nail guns, kids running around, etc. the worst injury during the framing was my own hammer to my head which left a knot and a gash that I had to get stitched up last week (yes, my injury was about as stupid as it sounds). We feel very fortunate, though, that it's the only hospital visit we or anybody else has made so far (knocking on wood as I type, and any prayers out there are appreciated also :o)
At some point in the last month, our "property" suddenly became our "house" (in how we refer to it with our boys, anyway). I guess adding the roof to the structure suddenly convinced them that it really IS a house we're building, and not just a bunch of sticks (even though it still IS just a bunch of sticks!). Or, as Melissa and I were joking earlier, with all the OSB-type material, it's more like a pile of sticks, wood shavings, and glue!
As always, many thanks to family and friends whose "elbow grease" has made its mark on our crib!
I'm not very thrilled with our roof pitch choice. Finishing the roof on such a steep slope wasn't a fun task for somebody who hates heights (see photo below) which is why I'm looking forward to having a crew do the shingling (and they have the safety equipment that I would have loved to have!).
So with all the dangerous heights, nail guns, kids running around, etc. the worst injury during the framing was my own hammer to my head which left a knot and a gash that I had to get stitched up last week (yes, my injury was about as stupid as it sounds). We feel very fortunate, though, that it's the only hospital visit we or anybody else has made so far (knocking on wood as I type, and any prayers out there are appreciated also :o)
At some point in the last month, our "property" suddenly became our "house" (in how we refer to it with our boys, anyway). I guess adding the roof to the structure suddenly convinced them that it really IS a house we're building, and not just a bunch of sticks (even though it still IS just a bunch of sticks!). Or, as Melissa and I were joking earlier, with all the OSB-type material, it's more like a pile of sticks, wood shavings, and glue!
As always, many thanks to family and friends whose "elbow grease" has made its mark on our crib!
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