We have walls! The door will be here, and a window will be on the west side. The roofline will be fixed/added on Tues., weather permitting. Actually, baby permitting, since the lead carpenter's wife is due any minute.
The peak of the old porch roof will come off, and a shed roof will cover the whole thing.
I added this photo so you could see the size of some of the rocks they pulled out of the basement. This is what our house had been sitting on. It gives a whole new picture of "fieldstone". Can you imagine trying to farm around these suckers? Secondly, I think I'll need a draft horse to move them. (Of course we'll save them, we have FS*, remember??)
The floor is ready for the plumber to install the radiant heat on Monday. He'll put down a layer of foam insulation, then lay the tubing. With any luck, they'll pour the floor in the afternoon. Crossing my fingers!
*FS = Farm Syndrome: n. a state of mind in which anything and everything is deemed worthy of saving, regardless of its usefulness, value, or duplication. Usually associated with depression-era farmers and their descendants. Ex. "I'll save this dull, broken saw, even though we already have 12 in the garage, because you never know...."
