10:00am Saturday we had to meet the Builder at a Lumber Yard. In our city, there are two of these places, the one 10 minutes from our house, and the one we met the builder at which is about 30 minutes or more away.
The funniest part of the whole day was that we were late so we sent him for a coffee, only he discovered too late that his wife had cleaned out his wallet and he could only scrabble around for spare change in his truck to buy Lianne a coffee!
We looked at some doors - Lianne had a vision for glass doors upstairs in the house which was quickly defeated. She's ok with that since the door they did pick out was an excellent price & looks good too. It sounds painless but it wasn't. I think at least three times Lianne had to glare at the Builder while he spoke incessantly & as usual, insulted us. Once she even held up her hand and all I could think was 'talk to the hand'...the doors (all 20 of 'em) look a bit like this:
Next up was the casings & baseboard. Although there is an infinite choice ...it was limited for us because of material. It's not the Taj Mahal after all that we are building here so paint-grade pine was just the thing. Two minutes later and that task was done. Here is Lianne perusing the many, many options.
After the builder left we spend another good hour going through the whole store. They have great stuff.
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