The floor

It's raining today. We had rented a large truck to take the generator, table saw, scaffolding, base flooring and other goodies up to the cottage. Hoping that the rain would pass, we optimistically packed a lunch of rosemary chicken salad, 2 types of bread, cheese, crackers, a variety of pop, and granola bars.

It was a bit fancier lunch than we usually pack, but Daniel, Amanda and Amanda's mom, who is visiting from Nova Scotia was joining us. They brought a veggie tray with dip as well.

Bill and Daniel rode in the truck with Amanda driving their car, me with her and her mom. To navigate, right? Well, we're barely got off of our own street and me busy gabbing away forget to tell here where the first turn was! *sigh* Lets just tell Bill that we thought we should follow him.

I was more careful after that and managed to tell her where all the turns were before she was already past them. So we make it to the cottage just in time to see Bill's attempts to back this huge truck down our curved downhill driveway. He did pretty good, managing to only run over a few small trees.

It was still raining, so we quickly donned jackets etc. The mosquitos were numerous and hungry, so we quickly Off'ed ourselves. Nasty stuff, but it works. You can die from West Nile or you can die from deet. Take your pick. Deet takes longer to happen, so I guess for now I'll choose that route.

We unloaded the smaller stuff taking most to the shed and then started on the wood for the floor. It was placed right on top of the joists, Daniel and Amanda's mom handing it across from the truck, with Amanda and I helping it across the span to the joists and Bill easing it into place. A regular assemby line it was. Worked well too, until the pile got too tall for Amanda and I (both being vertically challenged and all that jazz). Finally all that was left was covering things up with more of those blue tarps and chaining the expensive things down. We've heard about all of the theft that happens on construction sites and want to be able to sleep at night.

Since it was still raining quite hard, we couldn't really do any more work, we retreat to the base camp tarp and had lunch. That is what it is for after all. But, the mosquitos don't give us any peace and find all sorts of little spots in which we did not spray cancer causing chemicals on. So after quickly gobbling down the meal we decide we've donated enough blood and head home.

Thank you Daniel, Amanda, and Cindy for your help. We sure wish it had been a more pleasant day.