My youngest nephew is sixteen. When he was a mere child, "structure" was a popular word in his vocabulary. Not a "house", not a "building" - it was a "structure". So funny coming from a four year old; I still hear it in my head the way he pronounced it.
And now we have a structure about to emerge outside my kitchen door! But first, I forgot to mention that on Troy's last day here with his excavator he placed three concrete piers to hold the supports for the covered walkway:
Remarkably, the concrete truck did not run over any of them.
Also, on Sunday, November 29th we got a delivery of 2x12 scraps from another job site. I will happily recycle someone else's leftovers, especially when they represent a savings of several hundred dollars. StanLee gave the whole pile a thorough inspection.
At 7:20 Monday morning this was the view out my kitchen door:
You never know what you will find while living on a construction site. I think that's Mike, and I think he is removing some of the existing vinyl siding. The guest room window view was this:
My driveway never used to be wide enough for two cars.
Mom was here for Thanksgiving weekend and she took a few more pictures before heading home. The first was at 8:20 when a load of material was delivered. I passed the truck on my way to work.
Bryan ordered pre-cut studs so we got two-fer savings: less measuring and cutting = less labor, and the material was less expensive by a dollar per stud. At 9:40 the kitchen view changed dramatically.