Big Stuff

Last week was pivotal.

Sunday was a full day and I started this post late that night, but soon gave out.
Monday was busy.
Tuesday was busy.
Today I'm making time.
Here we go.

Monday-

Dean had not planned on staying home, but pleas from me and our daughters

convinced him that maybe he should see his doctor.

Back in 2002 he contracted a serious staff infection in his leg that landed him

in the hospital for a couple of days and on IV antibiotics for several days after that.

He'd been experiencing symptoms similar to the symptoms of 2002 for a few days.

Dr O treated him with a big shot of rocephin in his hip
and a prescription for Keflex.
By 8:00 that night he noticed the pain had decreased a bit,
but the flu-like symptoms and pain didn't subside completly until Thursday.
His ankle is still swollen a bit and the skin of his lower leg still quite splotchy and itchy.
I'm so thankful we caught it early.

Monday continued...
Inspector Mike showed up that morning before we left to see Dean's doc,
raved over our spray in and passed off our insulation.
Regardless of pain in his knee and shin and flu-like symptoms,
Dean was able to fix that floor squeak that I mentioned last week.
He was determined that it would not win.
 Since our insulation passed inspection, we put up the
shear wall sheathing on the south wall of the garage.
In the late afternoon the gypcrete crew showed up.

The mixer and the pumper.

The long, long hose.

The pour.

And the awesome gypcrete boots.

I had an appointment with our cabinet maker so I couldn't stay to watch the
entire pour, but I really wanted to. I was late leaving for that appointment, therefore
I was driving a wee bit fast (13 over) on hwy 89 and got pulled over.
I quickly texted Matt telling him I was still coming, but that I'd gotten pulled over.
When the officer approached my car I just smiled as I handed him the usual necessities
and said, "It never pays to be in a hurry, does it."
He asked where I was headed and I told him.
Turns out the officer, whose name is Mac, is our cabinet maker's neighbor,
good friend and part time helper in the woodshop.
They even babysit each other's children.
After telling me of his and Matt's friendship and some other small talk,
he handed me my license, told me to have a great rest of the day
 and to tell Matt 'Hi' for him.
Sweet!
NO TICKET!
When I walked into Matt's office several minutes later,
the first thing he said to me was,
"So, you met Mac, eh!"
He just loved giving me a hard time about being pulled over
by Mac to get to that appointment with him on time.
Spent 2 hours with Matt and didn't quite get through with finalizing everything.

Tuesday -

Our sheetrock was delivered.

As exciting as that was, it just about caused me to have a nervous breakdown.
I was extremely concerned about our fresh gypcrete and the delivery guys weren't
exactly being gentle on it like I'd been cautioned should be the case.
Everything turned out ok, though.

We started hanging the shear wall sheathing on the north wall that night
and, just like magic, Awesome Bob Bru shows up and we got it knocked out
lickety split.

Wednesday -

Inspector Mike came to inspect the shear sheathing.
Geez.
We really like Inspector Mike, but I'm beginning to wonder when
the inspections will end. Are they gonna come inspect our spatula drawers
and window treatments too?
Anyway, the pocket doors got framed and a couple of other little things that.
I cannot recall what else got done Wednesday, but
we did have our 14th and FINAL dumpster delivered earlier in the day.
Haven't had one of those around since we finished demolition.

Thursday -

Not long after getting home from his 9 to 5 and changing into his other work clothes,
Dean asked if I'd seen his box of new blades for the razor knife.
They were eventually located.
Not long after locating them he called to me to please get the bandaids.
Well, bandaids weren't gonna 'cut it' as they say, so we paid a little visit to
Instacare.

Have I ever  mentioned that my husband is a bleeder?
One of those profuse bleeders.
Yep.
Has been since he was a little boy.
Oh, the stories his mom and Grandma Z would tell about him nearly bleeding out.
Since he cut 1/2 an inch off the end of his left index finger, there was nothing to stitch.
Doc Mortensen (my favorite insta-doc) told him about all they could do was bandage
him up with some  oil emulsion compression mesh, gauze and coflex  and send him home
with a prescription for pain meds.
He also got a tetanus shot, which I'd been nagging him about
ever since we started demolition on this place.
He FINALLY got one.
That made TWO shots in four days.
He was still very sore from the shot in his hip on Monday.
At least the tetanus was a tiny shot in the arm.
 He refused the prescription, we went home and proceeded work.
Joe, Larissa, Aubrey and Cameron were here when Dean had cut himself
and when we returned home about an hour later they had finished my job of
loading all our construction debris into the dumpster

and
they hauled the old water heater out of the basement and got that
into the dumpster too!
We have awesome kids.
Dean, with his big-fat-painful-bandaged finger, finished reorganizing
the water softener and boiler lines.
I've been changing the dressing each day on that nasty wound
and it appears to be healing quickly, but it's still sore as the dickens.
The fact that he's on Keflex is likely helping the process.
He da man..

Friday -

The day we've been looking forward to so much...
our sheetrock guy started!

WAH-HOOOOOOO!

Patricio and Antonio are brothers and the hardest working,
most pleasant workers we could have wished for.
They work together to get the large sheets on the ceiling hung.
Other than that, Patricio does most all the rest by himself.

Saturday:

I stayed busy most of the morning keeping our domestic situation in order -
groceries, scrubbing, laundry, etc.,
while Dean wired all the circuit breakers.
I did help him get our garden tub set in a mortar bed...

and I attended Cupcake's first dance recital.

And I got our garden planted...

I still need to get our potatoes in.
I really, really missed having a garden last year,
so I'm extra grateful for being able to grow this year.
YAY!

There are always things that I forget to report on,
but seriously, these posts are plenty long enough.
Thanks again for stopping by.
Good day and God bless.