Howdy, Doc. Got through it pretty well. Randolph is an excellent field general...he just hasn't ever had a project like this one come up...he said it's like having to do HIS shop...he's the Citizen Kane of the Southeast Side...so he starts up. Arturo, do this. Joaquin, do that. John, take this over there. Jose, take that over here. We went full-throttle all day. Now you can walk around in there and there are piles of stuff outside...good wood, bad wood, good metal, bad metal, and 2 lean-tos that got made to hold stuff until she decides that the plaster lions and the boxes full of pine cones and broken glass, tiles, nails, screws, electrical stuff, and so on from A to Z, are well past usable and can be disposed of. We still have more stuff to do there, like hang the sheetrock, but she came out this afternoon when we got the place good enough to work in and she and Bob started arguing about the lighting she's going to have. 45 minutes later, we left with them still arguing over whether 6 or 8 fluorescent light fixtures would be right, and they can't decide whether we should cut the openings for them or go ahead and get them and install them with the sheetrock. This is the part of it we didn't expect, but we can stand there while they argue. Here is what it looked like this morning when I got there...Cheers, WC1
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