because of the holiday weekend, we had to postpone the concrete pour until tuesday morning. the guys started early and worked well into the late afternoon. i had two appointments scheduled for that day, so i was in and out most of the morning. i even had to come home between appointments, just so i could get my handprint saved. i didn't want to miss out on that fun! i wish i could have been there for the kids squishing their handprints, but i didn't want to do double-good byes. you know how it is. the fun part about missing it though - i got to hear all about it. jack was so excited to tell me ALL about it.
and you know me, i would have been snapping pictures the whole time, too. it was still pretty cute to see them point to their prints, once the concrete was dry, and we were able to walk on it. what a fun memory to have in stone.
the next morning, just as i was about to step my footsies into the shower, out of the corner of my eye, i noticed a large truck pull into our drive. which stirs up a question...
why are things so scary when you're naked?
it was only a truck, delivering much-needed and expected supplies, and i go into panic mode. do i have to go out there? i'm stark naked. oh, did he just see me?! do i need to pay him? a quick phone call relieved me of any duties not involving a soak and a scrub.
i was able to capture a few images of the job, from the safety of my bathroom. anything for the future shop & studio scrapbook.
and today? those cute little concrete blocks are being stacked over the rebar. last night, however, ben and sean unloaded those pallets and stacked the blocks directly in front of the rebar - that way, the concrete block dudes can just grab and stack, without having to waste time walking back and forth. (and, it saved us some coin, too.)
here's what was done this afternoon: