 Hey, how is everyone this fine weeked? What plans have you got?
We’ve been so bizzy being adults lately, I am glad to have some kick it time with my Sweet Bumps. Miz Chris has promised to turn her phone off for three whole days. Mah brat loves to yak yak yak ’round the clock on that dayum phone, business or pleasure, so I ain’t holding my breath. But I am looking forward to spending some quality (wink wink) time with my wife. *Ahem* I took a shower and everything. Welp, here are some updated pics of the construction project that’s been going on at my house for the last few weeks. With the help of my handyman, I enclosed my carport into a two car garage, and am converting an old windowless, rough storage shed into a painting studio. |
 The photo above is the new garage, all finished! We added the cedar shake shingles for a little architectural interest, and to tie in with a dormer ’round front.
The photo on the right is the studio in progress. It’s kinda soft cuz I took the photo in morning light. This used to be a plain, dark, little building with no windows. a place where I stored all my tools and rusty junk. Yes, my butch bros, I am aware my dawghouse looks like a dollhouse, but the style of our home is very storybook. Cuz I dig that quaint shit, aiiight! You can still drink beer in it. The cedar shake shingles will be painted tan, and the trim and windows will be painted green soon. See the little leaded glass window up in the attic loft? That was there before we started. |
 This is part of the back wall of the new studio, all roughed in with drywall. Not much to look at just yet, but I wanted to show those new floor-to-celing windows. There are three of them all along the back wall. These huge windows were custom-ordered by someone at Homo Depot and then never picked up. So I got them for a song!
The wood in the ceiling is a set of pull down stairs for access to the attic loft. I just use that overhead space to store shit, but what a great hideout it would be for a kid. For the success of this project so far, I gotta give total props to my hardworkin’ handyman, Emet. He is amazing. Man, I just love construction. When I was growing up, my dad (long since passed) used to take us to visit houses he was working on. I would stand in rooms that were simply framed with 2×4s and feel the space that would be. When I was real small, I used to like to roll out my Dad’s blueprints and imagine how all the homes would be in 3D. And I used to create blueprints of my dream house when I was like in the first grade. LoL I still draw dream blueprints when I doodle sometimes. I’m not in no kinda shape to actually do this kind of labor for a living, but I do love the process. It’s the type of honest work you can stand back from and experience instant gratification, having a sense that you actually accomplished something. You nail up a sheet of drywall, and it’s there. I think you can get a special feeling for a wall once you’ve seen it born, so to speak. And all wood has heart, of course. Technology has no pulse easy to detect, save for the people behind it. It’s just a different kind of work altogether, and I certainly can’t complain. Hell, I was an art major. I always say am lucky I ever had any job at all! All ya’ll have a sweet weekend. Holla back. |
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