Hick's latest Pony House project has been drywall. The Master Bath and the Master Bedroom are nearing wall completion. Hick has two helpers. His old man buddy, and a mechanical contraption called a drywall lift. He borrowed it from the Son of This Guy, the one who gave him the doors.
That's the drywall lift contraption. Makes hanging drywall on the ceiling MUCH easier than standing on a ladder, or those weird stilts. This is the Master Bathroom. There's the walk-in closet. Its innards will be wood walls, not drywall. All other walls are done except the window area over where the toilet will be. Some cutting-to-fit is needed there. This picture was taken standing in the door from the Master Bedroom. The shower will be where that stepladder is.
Here's the opposite view, standing by the closet, looking towards the door to the Master Bedroom. Yeah. It's hard to tell what we're admiring here, in such a CLOSE-UP for Hick. The shower goes where that yellow measuring thingy is, and the vanity and sink will be under that switch by the door. Yes, Hick now calls this bathroom drywall BLUEBOARD instead of greenboard! I think he was messing with me that one time. More on the blueboard later...
Here's that doorway again, standing in the Master Bedroom door to the living room, and looking at the Master Bathroom door. It's that area where Hick expanded the bedroom, and lowered the ceiling.
That's the Master Bedroom wall by the door to the living room. Hick needs to pull some wire, and get all the plumbing fittings done before he can completely finish up on that wall adjoining the Master Bathroom.
Since the weather has been sunny and temps in the 50s and 60s, Hick has used the opportunity to drive over to Bill-Paying Town to Lowe's and Menard's, and get his drywall so he can haul it back in SilverRedO without risk of getting it wet.
He pays by credit card, then when the bill comes, I am responsible for transferring funds to pay it, out of the account we used for Pony House renovations. Hick throws the actual receipts on the kitchen counter for me when he remembers, so I can organize them for our records. Wednesday, I mentioned to Hick that I did not yet have the receipt for the drywall.
"Oh. It's in my billfold. I'll put it in there. You know, Lowe's messed up when I bought my drywall. That blueboard is $17-something a sheet. And the drywall is $9-something. They charged me the drywall price for all of it!"
"So you got it cheaper?"
"Yeah. At least $80 cheaper. I didn't know until I unloaded it at the house, and checked my receipt to see if I had everything. I thought about going back to tell them. But I'd already brought it home. So I doubt I do. It's not my fault. If I'd noticed it right there, I'd a-told them. I guess they was only looking at the drywall on top, and not the blueboard about three sheets down."
What do we know about Hick? Somehow, he attracts the bargains...