Yesterday, we had a goal: we wanted to get all the siding we had on hand on the house. We could then go out and buy the second half of the product and get the job done after we blow in the insulation, of course, which is being done from outside the house on the first floor so as not to damage all that lovely lathe and plaster which is sound and as solid as concrete.
The second floor is a different story.
*wipes tears of laughter away*
Late Edit: People, people, that was a great quip. When I typed it in, I looked at it and laughed out loud. 'The second floor.' 'Different story.' The very best puns are the ones that you don't even recognize as puns until you see the words in front of you.
The siding is 12 feet long and the pieces will break, so we have built a long table out of 2 x 4s. We stack the siding on that table. The chop saw is at the end of the table. This all takes place outside because there is no place inside that can accomodate the length of the boards. At the end of the day, we carry the saw and tools back into the house and lock them up. The table and the cement board remain outside in the driveway.
So, yesterday, we're working at a decent clip because it was cold, in the forties, and it was supposed to start raining at noon. Tim was calling out measurements, I was cutting the boards, and we were working together pretty efficiently. We had two boards left and I noticed that it had begun to drizzle a little. Tim was under the cover of the deep front porch at that point and so he probably didn't even notice. I worked a bit more quickly, racing the boards around the house to Tim, getting the next measurement and then briskly returning to the saw. I was cutting the last board when it began to rain harder. I was worried about the saw, but I wasn't stopping. When I finished the board, I ran it out front to Tim and then rushed back to grab the saw and carry it inside.
Just like that, it began to sleet, and to sleet hard. By the time we were done, I was soaked, and freezing. The most important part is the first part: 'by the time we were done'. That's always exhilerating to meet your goals by the skin of your teeth.
We were back home and trying to get warmed up by 1:30. when Levi called. He had a breakdown at the sawmill and needed to get two wheels up to the Amish shop that had built it for him. Being a machinist, Tim was anxious to see an Amish machine shop. He headed out immediately.
It's still snowing this morning, but we hope this is the last of the cold. Insulation tomorrow. We will get the rest of the siding up this week, and return to working on the inside.