Thursday, September 1, 2011

Upstairs!

Just so you know how much I like all of my blog readers, it just took me 45 minutes to get these pictures on here....I thought computers were supposed to be fast.  Anyway, on with the story.


No longer do we have to cat walk across the floor joists.
We now have steps that go upstairs!  To my studio! 

I am seriously multi-tasking as I get ready for this show.  While my husband is cogitating on something, I quick whip off the tool belt, get out the sewing and sit on the steps...almost in my studio... and sew until he needs more than 2 hands.

Another big truck came and brought us the floor, well, the sub floor for upstairs.
Up...

...around...

...over a little bit, no, the other way, oops, too much, back this way....

...and there is our floor...right up there on the joists. 
No hand held hoisting needed!  Oh, happy day.
Look at this tiny little person come to swing a hammer.


We are putting in the braces on the joists to keep them from torquing.
Little husband set up his work station in my studio!  Hope he doesn't get used to that.  We will be building him his very own woodworking workshop far enough away from the house that most of the saw dust will fall off as he walks home!
By the end of the day, we had subfloor!  Well, most of a subfloor.

And I found this little friend.  Nice to know they are in the walls watching out for me.
If you are squemish about your food, DO NOT go to the next picture.






This is one of the reasons I don't volunteer to cook for other people.



TeeHee!
Not to worry if you are invited to eat food I have prepared...we wash everything often and thouroghly! 




11 comments:

Constance said...

OMG first - you MUST remove that hideous miledous 2nd picture of me!!!!!!!! I look like...I don't even know what. The kids laughed hysterically - said I looked like a fly (the sunglasses looked like giant eyes to them). Second, LOVE LOVE the pic of kitty in the bowl!!! I took one of Crabby Irelynn in a punch bowl on my bar once. lol Why DO cats do that??

Donna said...

You must have been overcome by the picture, because you didn't even correct the typo in the first sentence! Don't look now, I already fixed it...from "to" to "do". Anyway, you were a very helpful fly! :D

Tanna at The Brick Street Bungalow said...

LOL! Cream of Cat soup? LOL! The house is moving along!! Yea! I knit while I wait on anything, Donna. LOL! Got to get those projects done somehow. blessings ~ tanna

Donna said...

Tanna, I have just about got a "kit" figured out so that I can carry a project with me everywhere...very handy!

W-S Wanderings said...

I am laughing so darned hard. Youngest Son, who is supposed to be sleeping, is at my side saying he wants to see the "cat in a bowl" again. Okay, so I scrolled back up to show him, and he said, "Wow!" Pause. "I don't wanna eat *our* kitty." Oh, my sides are hurting...

Donna said...

WSW, please assure YS that we didn't eat ours either. His name is Skippy Jo Lohr (look for the Skippy Jon Jones books to read to your kids), and he is the kind of cat that reminds you why they need 9 lives! I rescued him from a tree in front of the school and brought him home when he was just a tiny boy...with attitude!

no spring chicken said...

I think your little friend needs to meet my little friend... and you and I need to get a life! ;)

Blessings, Debbie

Donna said...

Debbie, that is too funny. I just checked out your little green friend...very cute, indeed. I think we will both just have to stick with the life we have....and make the most of it! Even more enjoyable when you find like spirited friends! (of the human kind)

Teje said...

Thank you Donna for a wonderful and funny post! Love your cat! Everything looks so exiting and how nice to see you are almost in your studio!
xxx Teje

K said...

Aha and hurrah - an OWL IN THE WOODWORK!!! And what is a kitchen without cat prints all over it, I ask you??? Good thing the dogs can't jump that high, because they would if they could. And THEY wouldn't mind at ALL eating the kitty.

Donna said...

I am telling you that the last load of plywood that we got has a zoo-full of creatures...I have been drawing all over the walls.