Oh it feels so good to hold a screw gun in my hand again!
The first order of business was cleaning up what the snow, ice and wind had left in it's wake. As you can see in the first picture above, my work shelter was crushed to smithereens. At least the tools all survived just fine - and my tiny house held up well.
Scott and I built the little porch roof and proceeded to hoist it up and attach it. We almost killed each other in the process - it's harder than it looks! Not to mention my A.D.D. kicking in.
As Scott was precariously holding up the roof all by himself while I was supposed to be getting something, a plumped-up green humming bird flitted over and landed on the raspberry bushes just inches away from me. I exlaimed "wow... look at that!" and as Scott turned to look the roof began to tumble! He caught it just in the nick of time before it came crashing down on my head - whew! We laughed so hard we had to take a break before we could finish what we were doing. I am sooo fired!
But the porch roof is up with it's fancy porch pillars now. She's really looking like a little home.
I toyed around with the best way to secure the windows I had gotten for free awhile back - and I'm still working with that. You can see how it looks in the pictures above.
The insides remain a shambles - and really I'm going to have to wait until I get a few dry, and dare I say it... warm days to get the skylights sealed up. Until then, I'll just keep working on the outside - which is plenty to keep me busy.












