As I mentioned in an earlier post, we had hired Carosyl to frame in the basement. It turns out there's a reason why their job was so speedy. My heroic husband has spent the last two weeks up at the church cleaning up after them and correcting their framing job. Occasional two-by-fours were tucked into place without being nailed, so they pop out if you touch them. Because the boards weren't properly fastened in place, some of them have warped. Sometimes only one end was nailed. They forgot to frame in the east wall of the kitchen all together. They were told we were going to install electrical outlets in the centre below each window, but they didn't provide centre boards for the electrical boxes to be affixed to, so my husband has had to buy more wood and add those. They placed studs in such a position that drywalling will be impossible (drywall doesn't bend). They didn't fill in the doorway we're removing. They didn't place boards in some spots where they will be needed to hold in the spray foam that arrives next week.
He will spend the next two weeks up there as well, supervising the rest of the electrical work (shout out to Zavitz, who are doing a great job!), the spray foam, and the drywalling. He also met with Mayor Rombouts, who toured the property and chatted with him for an hour about the difficulties we've encountered. I haven't been able to go up, because I'm working and need internet and electricity, which have been sporadic up there as the electricians have been working. And there are things to manage here at home. So we are apart at Thanksgiving, just as we were apart at Easter.
I have never felt so thankful, though. I married a man who can work with both his head and his hands. I married a selfless man who will put everything on hold and devote weeks of his life to working on this project he surely must privately think is crazy.
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