You can see the new plywood floor.
But at least we're getting closer. My Charles consulted with a contractor on Sunday and found out that we're doing things properly, and the plans that we have for finishing the project are spot-on, so yay! In fact, a few of the ideas that My Charles had run across in books impressed Mr. Contractor quite a bit, so much so that it felt like we had won a prize.
Sunday also had us working hard, My Charles even more-so than I. Thank goodness the new plywood section of the subfloor is done -- there was much leaping out of and climbing back into the room.
What was aggravating but humorous (at least a few days later when we can look back at it) was that it rained almost the entire day. My Charles had to do all of his cutting in between bursts. He succeeded, even when we had a brief power-outage due to lightning, in building and installing a new header above the door jam. As you can see, this is what a header should look like.
To the right is the previous header, yet another of the wtf things we've found since starting this project. That is just a random piece of wood -- a random piece of heavy wood with much scarring and not quite long enough, I might add. Note the attached plywood pieces to the end of the header so that it was -- almost -- the correct length. Seriously, what were these builders smoking?
The next project includes this bad boy, pronounced bitch-y-theen, I think. Maybe that's just how I feel after dealing with the aftermath of the builders. We need to tack it to the outside of the house to create a barrier in between the structure and our ever-so attractive paneling. (Ooh, baby! How I love me some cheap, cheap paneling!) We're actually going to bring it up over the door jam, as well as using flashing, in order to prevent any issues with water in the future -- at least due to our work or lack thereof.
Next step, the moment of truth -- will our door fit or has it been warped?
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