I'm resuming work on a small house here. The pad was poured a week ago and currently there are six stacks of concrete blocks which will form the walls for the first floor and the support columns for the two 8 x 20 ft cargo containers that comprise the second floor.
Other than the pouring of the concrete pad, I'm the only worker–architect, contractor, plumber, carpenter, and chief grunt. I will have the 5,000 lb containers lifted in place by forklift and will get help with the metalwork–cutting window openings and welding the containers together.
Difficult as the work can be, watching plans on paper morph into physical living space can be very rewarding. I should be working today. Bright sunshine, sixty-two degrees. But a mean wind is sweeping up the San Pedro River valley between the Huachuca and Mule Mountains. Thirty mph sustained winds with gusts up to fifty. The wind is so foul it's blown down my weather station!
So, there's nothing to do but remain inside, observe & honor the vernal equinox–do some ironing, scrub the shower, clean the windows (interior only), and write for this blog.
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