Progress

There was a condition under which The Love of My Life has been working. I wasn't exactly ready to start the garage project, but LOML was. I simply requested that if we were to begin, all dumpsters and mess must be cleaned up in time for the baptism lunch in three weekends. Simple and understandable, right? Completely irrational, no. High expectations, yes.


Having the 247th* prototype in mind, he knew exactly what he wanted to do and the steps to go about getting it done.

Step 1: demo the unneccessary concrete. (borrowed gigantic air compressor and jackhammer from work). This didn't work out completely as planned, a bobcat would be imperative.


Step 2: Demo garage. Borrowed bobcat from a local job for one weekend.


That bobcat was just one catalyst in helping the garage to fall. My man's brawn, the other (see him back there??).


A monsoon came and created an uncrossable mudpit (I'm reminded of the song "it rained and poured for 40 days-ies, days-ies...Nearly drove those animals crazies, crazies, children of the Lord...") Bob only got stuck once. But we'd have to hand carry the debris to the dumpster {ugh}. Oh, and who doesn't love playing in the mud? If only you could have watched him...he's actually skipping.)

Step 3: repour driveway, pour new workshop pad. I didn't emerge from the house to document this part, due to the workers whom only one I could communicate with. But I do ask myself, "why did I not take pics of the 9 Hispanic gentlemen snoozing in my front yard?"



Step 4: bring in a few truck loads of dirt, sod by back steps, install french drain, put in flower bed. I need to take some pictures of this.

Ladies and gentlemen, he did NOT let me down. Love of My Life worked his tail off to get everything done by D-day. I am so proud of him. There's a lot left to do (like actually build the new structure), but all in due time.


This pic is thrown in for good measure...my real, true, hardworking, redneck {literally, not figuratively} husband. What a dream boat.

*LOML has been planning this project for three years now. Three years is a lot of time to dream up MULTIPLE ways of rebuilding it, plan for it, save for it, and then execute. And execute, he did.