So on Sunday, after putting away dishes from the party and general clean up, we spent a very cold afternoon in the garage, installing those cardboard vents in the eves, then poly, then moving the Healey to put up more vents and more poly. Then Monday morning, we are expecting the drywall and insulation some time in the morning (we estimated after 11 due to loading the trucks, warming up the trucks, driving around etc), and expecting the alarm guy some time between 9 and 11:00. So we are putzing around in our pyjamas, having coffee, putting away dishes, and Rob is calling the Building Department as they sent him another letter saying he needs to call for a garage inspection (they had sent him a letter a month ago saying the same thing so he called but they said as it was close to being done, don't bother with an inspection until fully done). So as he's chatting away, I see a big Rona flatbed drive by and park--at 9:15!. Yikes.
I throw on my ski pants and parka and go meet the guy. Nice guy--Gavin. I'm telling him where we want the stuff put (on one side, so we can still park and work on the other side), then Rob comes out. Gavin drops off the drywall, and we hand lift it into the parking spot. Then Gavin drops a pallet of insulation, and he and Rob shimmy it into the spot, and do that with the second load. Then we stand around having coffee and a nice chat about installation tips, cars, teenagers, cleaning, and clothes. Only interrupted by a call from the alarm guy--saying he's at the front door! Yikes.
So we say goodbye to Gavin and let in the alarm guy at 10:00. He's doing stuff downstairs, upstairs in the kitchen, and at the garage. He's here for 7 hours but gets all connected. And then we phoned and paid the final installment on our cruise. Whew
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