Yesterday I think my guardian angel must have been working over time. I had one of the ladders shown in the picture below extended to double the height you see there, and was using it to climb into the attic space over the garage. I was putting some leftover building materials, siding, trim, shingles, etc, up there so we'd have extras in case of damage later on. On this trip I had a whole bundle of shingles on my shoulder and was at the top of the ladder. With the shingles on my shoulder I was too wide to fit between the rafters, so was twisting my upper torso to slide up between them when one side of the ladder shifted in the soft soil. The ladder rocked out from underneath me faster than I could drop the shingles, and I made a decidedly unceremonious but rapid decent to the garage floor. This has been the only time I have been glad we haven't had the garage floor concrete poured yet. Nothing broken or badly damaged (except the bundle of shingles), but plenty sore, and the mega dose of adrenalin left me badly shaken and a little nauseous for a few hours. By lunch time however we were back to full throttle and business as usual. This morning when I got up, my neck and lower back were rather stiff, and one knee a little tender. Other wise none the worse for wear, and back hard at it today.
Slowly (more slowly than we'd like), but surely, the drywall is being completed. Still waiting to hear from our sub as to which day(s) he is coming in to help finish up and to do the taping and mudding.
|This is the north wall of the kitchen.|
|This is the master bedroom. The back door will lead eventually to a small patio.|
|Living room and entry hall.|