Tuesday, May 14, 2024

An Easier Day

 The inspector came this morning, first thing. We have one thing we need to fix before he comes back to inspect the drywall, but we have a green light to move forward. 

He is a friendly enough fellow. My sister and brother in law had a different guy. Not sure where he went, but I can tell you that we are glad he's not doing this job anymore. He was very condescending and rude, and enjoyed making people feel stupid. I don't like people like that. I don't even understand why they have to be like that. 

This guy is friendly, and enjoys a good joke. (He doesn't even mind the poor ones!)

Anyways, so today, we began installing the ceiling. My sister lent us their drywall lifter, and lord have mercy, does that make the job go a lot easier. Before it was a matter of holding a sheet of drywall over your head while entreating your husband to 'hurry, hurry, hurry!' as he zips the drywall screws in place. 


We just set the drywall onto the rack. Tim stands on scaffolding. I turn the wheel and lift the drywall into place, while he twists it to fit tightly against the wall and the previous piece of drywall. Then he starts running the screws in with the screw gun, and sure as bob's your uncle, before long you're able to move the lift out of the way so that he can finish his part of the job. 

Now that we have a refrigerator in the house, it is nice to be able to have makings for lunch. This week it has been pretty plain, so far. We have a jar of peanut butter and jelly. I'm not a fan of jelly, and so I have peanut butter and dill pickle sandwiches. We sit for a while as we eat our sandwiches and we get right back to work. Those simple lunches save us a lot of time.

Today though, the weather was forecasting rain for the next couple days. We had a few sheets of drywall we'd picked up when we returned the extra bundle of insulation, but the 4 sheets of 8 foot and 4 sheets of 10 foot drywall did not last for long. We calculated what we would need for the ceilings. and then we headed off to get what we needed. (14 more sheets of 8ft, and 2 more sheets of 10ft and 2 sheets of the special greenboard drywall for the bathroom ceiling.)

We stopped to get gas and I ran into the store to get a cold drink for us to share. The fellow who waited on me was skeletal. Honestly, I have never seen such a thin face. His cheek bones jutted sharply, and his eyes were hollow. My first thought was 'concentration camp victim'. (We'd watched the Tattooist of Auchwitz last week.) There was quite a long line of people and I had to wait, so I got to watch him in action. He seemed very quiet, well mannered. "Would you like a bag for that?" "Is there anything else?" "Well, congratulations!" (The last was directed to the fellow in front of me who had a $100 winning lottery ticket.) Finally it was my turn. I set my drink on the counter and he said, "Is that it for you today?" and I said, "Sadly, yes. I do not have a winning lottery ticket..." and I put my hand to my forehead in a dramatic gesture. He laughed pleasantly as he rang me up. I handed him my $20 and he handed me my change. 

When I got back to the truck, I handed the change to Tim as I got in. He looked shocked. "How much was your drink?" I said, "A buck ninety." and he said, "You only got change for a $10. I gave you a $20." 

That made me feel stupid. Usually the change gets counted back to you, but he just handed me my change. I should have counted before I left. I normally would have. I walked back to the store, and when I stepped back in, he was busily sweeping the floor. Not a time waster, for sure. When he saw me, he said, "Forget something?" 

I said, "Well, I don't know what we are going to do about this, but I gave you a $20." He said, "You did." I said, "You gave me $8 and a dime in change." He got out his cell phone and began calculating. I said, "My change due was $18.10. I need another $10." He was so apologetic that I got the feeling right away that it was an honest mistake. He said, "We were talking. I didn't pay close enough attention." I told him that I should have counted, just to be sure, so part of the responsibility was on me.

I went back out to the truck and we hauled our load of drywall home, and carried it inside, a roadkilled skunk and an unfortunate wind direction adding a special ambiance to the chore. It reminded me of an old song. 


Which caused my mind to wander like it does. I wondered what ever happened to Loudon Wainright III 

He's around. Getting old like the everyone else. 



Anyways, I digress. After we unloaded the drywall, we locked up and headed home. We nearly both were pretty achey from the previous (and looooong day).  I made mashed potatoes and hamburger gravy for supper, along with some corn and got my dishes washed while everything cooked. (Did I mention that when we get to the new house, there will be a dishwasher? Because there will be and I'm looking forward to that!) 

Except for skunk, it was a satisfactory day.

 Tomorrow we will get up and do it all over again.

46 comments:

  1. Well, that's a song I never heard, though I sure can relate to it. When I used to come home from shows at two or three in the morning, I had to be real careful about skunks in the grass in the front yard.

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  2. A drywall lifter!!! What an awesome invention! And about your old inspector- we had one here too a few years ago, and everyone was afraid of him! Don’t know what they get out of being so unpleasant..?
    I continue to be awed by all the work you’re both doing, and everything seems so well planned. It’s going to be great moving in! Xo, Rigmor

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    1. It is an important invention and waaaaay undervalued.

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  3. I've never done gyprock and I don't think I'd like it.

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    1. To my everlasting sorrow, some years back I discovered that I don't like it, but am good at it.😩

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  4. I have to ask - what is hamburger gravy?

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    1. Here, minced meat is called hamburger. It is a quick supper. Once you have your potatoes boiling, sautee onion. Add minced meat (we use venison), brown it. Add a couple cups of water. And a couple bullion cubes.Simmer. Thicken with maybe a half cup of milk with cornstarch whisked in. Let the gravy simmer.serve over mashed potatoes.

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    2. Sounds delicioius, thanks for explaining.

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  5. A dry wall lifter! Who knew?! I thought you were the drywall lifter (bad dad joke, I know, but I know you appreciate them, heh ...). As for the guy in the store, I'm so glad that had a happy ending. You were kind and he was apologetic. We all make mistakes.

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    1. I wasn't sure how that was going to work out when I walked back in. I was his last customer. He remembered me. He remembered that I'd given him a $20. I think he made the decision to trust me that I'd been given the wrong change. I made the decision to trust him right back.

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  6. They call the wooden support for lifting plasterboards a dead man in the UK and Ireland. Your device looks amazing. Been there, got the T shirt.

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    1. I'm going to need to borrow your shirt.

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  7. I always do a double take when I read about peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. That would be a whole different culinary experience over here...

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  8. Loudoun Wainwright 111 is 77 and still touring . A mere youngster compared to Willie Nelson !

    Good to have a building inspector who is willing to work with you...and vice versa! Why should anyone make life difficult?

    Sounds like a good person in the store.... probably has had or still has a serious illness.
    The word for"Jam" is the equivalent of "jelly" in Scottish Gàidhlig

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    1. Jelly here is move like fruit juice. Jam has bits and pieces of fruit in it. You might call them preserves there.

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    2. *jelled fruit juice, I meant.

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  9. That lifter thing looks like a clever contraption. Could have done with one of those in all the houses we did up/built. Instead it was a thing called a Dead Man - a Y shaped pieces of wood with a bit across the top to prop one end of the dry wall up - seems a long time ago now

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    1. Some day, I hope to be able to say that it seems a long time ago since I've done drywalling. Won't that be nice??

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  10. Having someone pleasant serve you in a shop makes the whole transaction so much nicer.

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    1. I don't care where I'm at, pleasant people make everything so much nicer!

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  11. Thinking back to how LWIII could turn the most unlikely material into a song, it seems a pity that he never renovated a house or we might have had songs about building inspectors, greenboard drywall and stapling fingers to the ceiling.

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    1. HA!!!! I feel as if I could write that song!

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  12. Loved the "Skunk in the Road" song. So true, here in Middle Tennessee where I think the skunk could be the state mammal. We dealt with a skunk family under our HVAC (installed without a concrete pad unbeknownst to us when we bought the house). That summer we trapped 12 skunks using our yard as a great passage way to the woods. Phillis

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    1. I'm an expert on livetrapping skunks. One of my army skills believe it or not. 12 skunks. That is a lot of skunks.

      Here, it is a tossup between skunks and possums. Of course, deer seem to be suicidal lately.

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  13. I never count, but then, I never pay cash any more. I can carry the same $ in my wallet for months.

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    1. Down here, it's become a thing that you pay a surcharge for using a credit/debit card, and so we use cash for virtually everything, being morally opposed to handing over money to institutions that have enough money, in our opinion.

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  14. Cannot come at pb and dill pickle sandwiches! I like crunchy with honey and lemon juice myself.
    Am glad that skunk is a purely theoretical concept here.

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    1. You should try one. My mom used to eat them years ago. It was her birthday last week, and it just popped into my mind after all these years. They are fine.

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  15. I love the fact that your post uses the phrases "lord have mercy" and "bob's your uncle"! It's nice that the cashier was so cooperative and owned up to his mistake.

    I had no idea a drywall lifter was even a thing.

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    1. I saw one on a fellow blogger's post, years ago. It was a hallowed moment.

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  16. I've been a fan of Wainwright's since about 1971. I still have the album I bought then. "Album II". I've seen him live as well. His son, Rufus, is quite well known as a performer.
    Anyway, blah, blah, blah.
    So glad you got the use of the drywall lifter. Who knew there was a tool for that?

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    1. I read quite a lot about him. His whole family seems to be musical.

      Speaking of musical: I swear that the first time I saw a drywall lifter, I heard angels sing. It was a magical moment. I showed the video to Tim, and he felt the magic too.

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  17. When I redid my basement in my first house, I used the large T's build out of 2 x 4's that were sized to wedge between the sheet of drywall and floor. It required three people, one for each T and one to position the drywall until the T's could hold it in place. I swore that I wouldn't cheap out and rent a drywall lifter the next time. There hasn't been a next time yet.

    I really liked the Dead Skunk song and had never hear of it or the singer Wainwright. I'm going to have to YouTube him.

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    1. On the last house we did, the tees did not work out well because it was a very old house with wonky floors. We got a great deal of the 'wonky' worked out, but it wasn't perfect. Interestingly enough, that was the house we got the bright idea to do the ceilings with 10 foot sheets to move things right along. OMG.

      Loudon Wainwright sang on the M*A*S*H* series sometimes. I did not realize that.

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  18. I have peanut butter and apricot jam almost every day for lunch. My grandson loves peanut butter and honey.
    It seems as if the house building is moving along pretty quickly now. Do you keep a long to-do list so you know what still needs to be done?

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    1. Not really. It's pretty a pretty logical progression from this point on. Once the ceilings are done, we hang drywall on the walls. Once we have drywall on the walls, then it is mudding and sanding and then we'll paint. Then we'll do the cabinets. Run the water lines. Begin installing the lights. One thing will naturally follow the other.

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  19. I always liked that song. And you know what? I'll take the smell of skunk over chicken litter any day in the week!!

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    1. I have yet to smell chicken litter. I had hopes of getting 3 chickens to free range after we move there. (We would have to coop them at night for their own protection). But now you've got me rethinking that....

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    2. I don't think a few free range chickens would be an issue. I'm thinking more of when you drive by chicken houses on a hot, humid day or when someone has spread it as fertilizer on their pasture.

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  20. Excellent to have so many positives in that day...and the one slightly negative odor du skunk was at least musically triggering!

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    1. That was a memorable song. It was quite popular here. I didn't get it back then. Still don't really, but it triggered a memory.

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  21. Good Lord, holding up a whole sheet of drywall by yourself? Glad you have a rig for that now. Holding heavy stuff over my head isn't where I shine, for sure, even though I work at that at the gym. When I was a child my parents had friends who adopted a de-scented skunk. She still had enough of a smell that kept me from wanting to hold her!

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    1. My end of a drywall sheet, which was just about all I could handle. In that particular case, we made the mistake of thinking that a 10 foot piece of drywall would make the job go faster. Darn near killed ourselves. We will not make that mistake again, for sure. We are using 10 foot lengths in this house, but we are using a lift. It's just too much for two people.

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  22. Sounds very satisfactory especially getting the correct amount of change back. I can imagine that might not go as planned with some people thinking you are trying to rip them off. Glad the house is coming along nicely and the inspector is a righteous dude. Take care.

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