We’re getting the second floor screwed down on our house.
It’s a good thing I’m not scared of heights.
I am. I am actually scared of heights. I’m very much scared of heights.
But we’re making progress, and I’m hopeful that by the end of this weekend, we’ll have the whole second floor done and ready for the next stage of building.
I’m so thankful for a husband who works in construction who can foreman our work days and tell us all what to do.
Even when ‘all of us’ means him, me, and my sixteen year old brother who always seemed to be around to help and deserves a medal.
Neither of us were quite ready for the amount of work and effort actually building our own house would be… especially a house that’s a converted airplane hanger which, when finished, should be around 4000 sq ft.
That’s ten times the size of our house now, guys. Ten times.
Yes, we’re crazy. No, I haven’t processed it fully yet.
Maybe after the second floor is finished?
You know what else I haven’t processed? That this is going to be our view.