Ok, so this is how my last few hours of daylight were spent. . . . . on the phone

to the sheetrocker: can you finish by Thursday morning?

response: I can try, I'm way busy, wasn't planning to be finished by Thursday, but we can see how fast the mud dries, I have four other jobs I'm doing, but we can see . . . . .

to the door people: I know I'm just ordering all of my stuff today, but can you get it in and deliver it by Thursday morning?

response: Oh, that's pretty quick, we can see what we can do, It would be a stretch, but we'll see if we can get it rushed....

to the finish carpenter (dear old dad): so it looks like we're going to be ready to get this together by thursday morning, if you start installing doors, mom and I can go early in the morning and buy the flooring, and just pull two days with no sleep, I'm pretty sure we can get it done in two days so the painter can be done by the middle of next week and . . . . . . . .

response: well, ok (my parents ROCK!!!)

to the painter: ok, it looks like your golden to start painting on monday!

seriously, if this works it will be nothing short of a miracle!!! But it will be soooooooooooo awesome!

Sheet Rock!

Yeah!! We're getting close.

The Sheep Rockers

miles of wires
itchy, ITCHY insulation
10 zillion trips BACK to Home Depot
measure twice, cut once. . . six times
hand chiseled boards to fit around messed up concrete
amazing friends and parents that made this happen
This place is a work of art in and of itself, and we're ready for the "sheep rockers" to come this morning at 9. They're already 5 hours late.