Day 15 - The Wood Arrives

My elderly neighbor across the street claims at 7:15am he felt a sharp rumble.

At first the thought maybe it was a start of a earthquake, but instead looked

across the street to see a truck dumping the first of many loads of lumber

dropped on the driveway with a resounding bang.

It is peculiar to see, even this day of age, all the wood needed to build a house. You'd

think by now, in the 21st century, you would have giant Lego-like plastic building blocks. Or maybe

an air-filled structure like your kids Rent-A-Jumper. But no -still using sticks of trees like they

did in Colonial days.

Giant wood beams, not destined for the USS Constitution, but for the Garage,

Somewhere, there is a colony of termites licking their tiny lips!

Now its starting to look like something.

Inside the Garage, which my contractor has affectionately

dubbed the "Church."

The back of the house receiving its rough plumbing and wiring.

Looking like a sweet pink treat to eat, insulation is layed under the flooring.

 I honestly believe insulation is a new discovery to California brought to it by

migrating Northerner's. The original house only had a trace amount of insulation

in the ceiling. Barely enough to fill an average Futon.

Hopefully this will make a big difference in energy costs -and the

air conditioner won't have to run every half hour

So at the end of another week, the house is taking shape. With the floor and

foundation down, I am told the walls will spring up even faster!!!