Mudslangin’
Unfortunately I don’ t have any thrilling photos today, gentle reader. I tried to take some but the bathroom is of a size preventing good detail shots. What I do have is a cornucopia of literary goodness detailing our week at “The Palance.”
Monday saw Rick and Apprentice arriving. These guys are really busy, they worked for a few hours in the morning and then left for a few hours, only to return in the afternoon to complete their task. I guess when plumbing goes wrong it really goes wrong…not a lot of grey areas to speak of. In any case they plumbed (?) the whole bathroom, and got rid of all the old pipes. The showerhead is going to be so freaking high I can’t wait.
Tuesday Cameron and Justin were here to move the register up to a higher height as well. Previously while showering it blew right in your face (well, in my face) which was not entirely pleasant. Mission accomplished. Jimmy also arrived to drop of ‘The Rock’ (no, not that Rock). He for whatever reason didn’t install it, but said that Tommy (no, not that Tommy) would be by later that afternoon to hang it. Be by he was (did?) and spent several hours hanging, muttering to himself the entire time. It looked good and quite straight along the joints.
Jimmy came back with Apprentice on Wednesday to tape and mud the drywall, and the space is so small it only took them a few hours to finish. Again, it looks good, and he said he would be back on Friday to do the sanding.
Jill and I spent several hours cleaning up dust last night as we have guests coming this weekend, but the sanding is surely going to undo the dusting, hence my taking to thinking of myself as Sisyphus.
It would be great to see the subfloor go in today, but haven’t heard any promises. When Jill said she would like them to be done by Friday in half-jest to accomodate our guests, their only reply was that this was the only job they had going right now. The do however seem to spend a good deal of time working on David’s own house, apparently a fix/flip he purchased recently.