Beaming with excitement

Progress on my house continues at a furious pace. My Dad, who celebrates his 70th birthday on Monday, is so driven! I have never seen anything like it. He will go down to the homestead and work all day while I am at work. I typically go straight from work to the house where we work until dark. I can’t believe how early it is getting dark – it really reduces the time that we can work.

It’s crazy to think that it was just two weeks ago yesterday that we poured the slab. We nearly have the first floor all framed. The other day, my mother’s cousin, Gene Randall, who last year along with his wife moved from Florida to Maine, spent the day helping my Dad out. They put up nearly all the 4×8 beams that run the entire back of the house. Yesterday we were able to finish off the beams over the bathroom. They were heavy, but not nearly as heavy as when they were first cut. I can’t thank Gene enough for all his help. I joked to them that they should be pleased that the entire front of the house is open.

The windows and the two doors are nearly framed. For those who have been following my blog from the beginning – you know how many nights we spent sawing lumber prior to beginning construction. If you can believe it, we continue to run out of specific size boards and beams we need. We are constantly sawing more lumber and now have to take down yet another tree.

Tomorrow will be another day of window shopping, literally. There is a discount window/door store where I have gotten some great deals. I am still missing a few windows that we need to pick up. Last time I was there I absolutely fell in love with a huge window that I would have liked for the front of the house. I got my heart set on it, only to find out that it had already been sold. I am hoping to find a similar window tomorrow, but know in my heart that I might have to settle. I like the anticipation, however.

Here’s to hoping that I actually buy some windows and don’t just go window shopping tomorrow.

 

Laura Reed

About Laura Reed

After 15 years in college athletics, the last seven as an assistant athletics director, I was burned out with 70-hour work weeks and extensive travel. I resigned my position and accepted a position in marketing at a small, vibrant college in my hometown of Unity, Maine. In the process I wanted to go back to my childhood where we raised polled Herefords, had a Christmas Tree Farm and spent many hours outside. I decided I wanted to build my own home on beautiful farmland that my family owns. With help from my Dad, the most talented person I’ve ever met, we are building my home together. I have decided to blog my experience – the ups and downs, the joys and frustrations. What was once an open field will one day be my home! The dream in my head is becoming reality. I can just see the lambs frolicking in the field, chickens in the barnyard and going running with my Alaskan Malamute!