I’m back on that treadmill of pounding nails and publishing books by day and researching hot topics like the counter intuitive best way to air seal a window according to NRCan by night. [Really, no caulking under the window flange, for real, I’m not making this up, it’s all about the Delta P.]
While I luxuriating in my evening hours borrowed from the future, I realize that my blog is still living in the summer of 2015, while my house build lives in the winter of 2016 and my publishing brain lives in the spring of 2017.
So rather than subject you to eight or nine scintillating posts about humping 112 sheets of plywood up on the roof, the depths of my neck tan, the moments of despair as the rain broke through the tarps and saturated our T&G ceiling, or the mad dash to get the metal roof on before the heavens unleashed the autumn gales if it wasn’t for that bleeding Rothenburg 49 degree pitch, I’m going to give you the back-of-a-beer-mat version with a truckload of photos. When you emerge on the other side it will be the spring of 2016 and we’ll all be in a better place.
Then we can get on with talking about thermal mass and swoon to the viscidity of Swiss Siga sealing tapes. Oh, yeah. Be still my beating heart.
Here we go.

The task list [took twice as long)

Nice outriggers

Strapped so the engineer can sleep at night

Chris Sauer volunteers to be monkey man

Half of the sheathing on. Cursed dormers still to come.

Clamps and string. That’s how you build it.

11mm of pain

Definitely water

Framing out a dormer wall

Rolling the barge boards

Two days to hang those before the roofers arrive

Dormer meets the roof peak

All 112 sheets of plywood on the roof

Tammy, Karen’s mum, lends a much needed hand

Dad, remember this from the ’80s? Guess where I learned that trick?

Almost there

Karen thought today was going to be about gardening

Still together after all those fascia boards.

On the so-called ‘chicken strips’

Get it on lads

Metal for the ages