It's the Plumber, I've Come to Fix the Sink

Our tub came to Lopez in a 500 pound crate. The truck was too big to cut the corner to the house, so they transferred it to Neal's pickup at Sunset with their fork lift.

Once home with the tub, Neal was alone.  He parked parallel to the front of the house, and piled some pallets behind his truck.  Then he used a come-along tied off to a small cedar tree by the house.  He had managed to pull the crate out of the truck onto the pallet pile when David showed up.

The two of them rotated the crate on top of the pallet pile  (no, do you believe it?? I SO wish I had been there to photograph this) and then pushed it down a ramp into the house.

Now it's sitting on a deck with castors, so we can move it out of the room he's working in.  We must really want that tub.

Here's the guy who knows what to do with it.  Pete, the Plumber!

As of Solstice, he and Neal had the waste ready, and had started on the supply.  It is a big step to see major work occur on the interior. Fun to watch the two of them figure out the sticky puzzles - like, just how deep does the wall for our Hans-Grohe mixer have to be? They'll finish up the rough-in at the beginning of the new year.

And then we had a white Christmas!

November to 2013

Two months without a blog post...wonder what I was up to...searching plumbing fixtures, perhaps? Dragging toilets to the shed to store until we need them in the building? Learning more than I wanted to know about frameless glass shower panels?

Thankfully, Neal continued to work, moving the scaffolding around the house.

Can you tell how high this is? 

 He did the shakes on the front gable (with shakes he split from our land) during a HUGE wind/rain storm.  Yikes.