When I was younger, my dad would take us to jobsites to "help." Usually that meant crawling around on gravel piles, playing in the dirt and finding the little punch-outs from the electric boxes that we always thought were nickels! He would also have us help strike joints and mix "mud" (cement). I was never good at the mud. I could never get the right consistency! On the bigger jobs, he'd use the mixer and we'd get to help clean it out! It was amazing to see how a hole in the ground would turn into block walls and eventually a house that would become a home to someone. Construction is just in my blood. When I took the "vocation interest" survey in high school, it said I should get a job with a construction company. lol!!
When Chris and I were first married, I would "sneak" along with him when he'd be POD and have to go check out a no lights call. (He knew I was with him, but he'd tell me to lay low so no one else did!) I loved to watch the crew replace a pole or reconstruct a line. One time, a lineman even let me sit in his truck to watch while they did the job (I wasn't that good at the incognito thing!)
I love watching the construction crew take a blank slate and make something out of it! It amazes me how they can take what is on paper and make it reality. The process of this project up to this point has all been on paper. To see it come to life is exciting, surreal and an amazing reality!
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| They are digging a ramp to begin digging under the house. |

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