This wall have given us all of the cliched blood, sweat, and tears imaginable. Those panels are HEAVY, so heavy in fact, that it was even hard for my Charles to support the wall while I tacked nails into the studs. We actually traded off supporting panels. We would hang them, and they'd be a little too low. We'd take them down and do it again. And again. And again. I held panels up so long, my muscles spasmed. Finally, they were in the correct position, up high enough, butting up against the other panels with enough of an overlap, and square. We knew we had to get it right last night because of the threat of rain, so we tried and tried until finally, they were a thing of beauty. We had a wall.
And that was that. Our next step is cutting out the doorway, reinstalling the aluminum door frame, and praying to the home improvement gods that the frame hasn't warped at all and that the sliding glass door will go in smoothly and still function. Maybe I should start making offerings now. And then, and then, we can put in insulation, put up sheet rock, and paint. Oh the dreams I have of painting my office -- and then putting in the floor -- and then using it!