House of sticks

Pinch me!  We've got the outline of a house.  Our home.

Can't wait to see our huge sliding doors that lead onto the sun court.  And that window on the left; that's where my desk will go.  From here I can see all the way over into the park.

If you look really closely you can see the elevated ceiling in the living area, and I hadn't realised that you could see allllll the way through the house from back door to front.

This is the really cool, albeit slightly scary, part of making so many modifications to the base plan.  Every little reveal is a surprise.  And so far we're loving the flow, the space and the light.  Hopefully we feel the same when it starts to become closed in with roof (this coming week) and external walls (maybe the following week).

Tomorrow we meet our site supervisor for a walk-through, just to make sure everything is as we'd imagined before they go any further.

Very positive experience with Arden so far.  It's going to be a great build!

I do believe...

...we're being framed!

True to their word, the chippies were onsite first thing Monday morning to kick off our frame.

The pencil marks on the slab where the frame will go make it all look really tiny.  Like, freak-out tiny.  But now that the walls are taking shape, it feels more spacious.

See the sun court in the middle?  I think it's going to be my favourite "room" in the house.

If all goes to plan, the frame will be finished by Friday.  How quickly are we moving??

It's raining, it's pouring

Springtime in Melbourne; warm days, wet days, magpie attacks, more wet days.

With the forecast showing 80% chance of rain until Thursday (which is predicted to be 26!  go figure), we weren't expecting any movement on the slab pour.

And yet I drove past a touch before 7am.  As you do.  To see...

The concrete pump stretching it's legs.

OMG.  Today is pour day.

Seriously?  Today is pour day?

That's not sunrise; that's a whopping storm and it's headed right for Balanced HQ.

Right on queue, our Site Supervisor gives me a call to share the exciting news that the concrete will be going down today.  His reaction to me already knowing gives me the impression that clients don't actually visit their site twice each day.  And definitely not before 7am.  

Mum pops into clinic for a treatment later in the day - complete with pics of a swarm of dudes knee deep in cement.  We ooh and ahh over them as though they're a newborn.

Ten hours later they're still on site trying to dry it out with the helicopter.

Doesn't it look beautiful?

Garage, porch, showers, suncourt; there it all is.

Can I move in yet??