“It’s been a while and I’ll admit I’ve been falling out of love with the project fast.”
That was the first sentence of a post I started writing 6 weeks ago. Although things have improved recently there was a stretch in the middle that was worse.
The slab went down almost fourteen weeks ago; it needed to cure for four weeks but another four weeks evaporated before timber framing began. In fairness, some of this was lost to wrangling over the details but otherwise things had slowed.
We are living nearby while the house is being built and until recently I would drive past the block every day. Eventually though there are only so many days you can look at nothing happening and I started going another way to save the dark mood.
Despite the doom and gloom we have had most of the timber framing for the external walls and brickwork for the internal walls go up.
Yes that’s right, our house is inside out.
The framing process identified a necessary structural change and all of a sudden we have five unwelcome steel columns going into the house. Don’t get me wrong, steel is a wonderful material but when it comes along unplanned it’s a budget killer.
On a positive note our wonderful windows have been ordered and are being busily made somewhere in Austria right now…well probably not right now. Their working day isn’t due to start for a couple of hours but I would like to think they are getting stuck into a hearty breakfast ready to go. The windows are the single biggest risk we have taken on this project and so far there has only been one thing I wish I had done differently which I am pretty happy with.
The aerobic septic system has also been installed. This is a large concrete tank two and a half meters wide by just as tall, buried, with a painted pale green top and prone to looking as ugly as sin if you get them in the wrong place. Thankfully, there is always a silver lining if you look hard enough. The first one to this story is that I used some of the recent slow time to work out exactly where all our tanks would be going including the aerobic system and some more traditional ones for rainwater.
My father accuses me of over planning but in this case the layout of the tanks is quite different to what we were intending and will hopefully achieve a good future outcome. I find that a lot of the time spent in this ‘over’ planning and design phase is about finding out what doesn’t work as much as what does. Unless I have a burning idea about exactly what I want to do I then spend more time again designing in as much flexibility as possible. This means that when that burning idea finally finds me there hopefully isn’t a giant lump of concrete in the way or some other similar hindrance.
The second silver lining to this story is that when they were digging the hole for the tank they hit rock.
”What ! Isn’t hitting rock bad?”
Well in this case they hit shale and towards the bottom of the hole it was very nice shale, dare I call it slate. Although the shale slowed the earth mover down a little it didn’t stop him. It did however give us a few nice piles of rock to use around our future garden. For a little while there, tank forgotten I was ready to go into the quarry business.