May The Force Be With Us

May The Force Be With Us

May The Force Be With Us


God light is what artists call these rays of light. And inadvertently I think, “May God – or more precisely – the Force – be with me during this remodel”.
At the present time my “What was I thinking!?” thoughts are more or less in balance with the “It’ll be awesome” thoughts. However when I consider the details of all that needs to be done, I start to feel quite ungodly ill.
Look at this picture for example. This will be the flight hall for the fids. All the walls and ceilings need to be knocked out; preferably without collapsing the whole structure or sending me to the poor house. The current, possibly amazingly brilliant, plan that has been hatched by my architect, the contractor and the static engineer ist to pull in a ceiling at just over five meters (approx. 15 ft.). This is the least expensive solution to protect the roof structure from creatively active parrot beaks. Only in the second step the walls – except for some load bearing supports – and ceilings will be torn down, to turn the barn into a real hall. This way we are saving he expense of scaffolding we would otherwise require.
To save even more money, the gutting will be done with an excavator. It turns out the barn door is just large enough to fit one through. needless to say an excavator is way more efficient than umpteen men with sledgehammers. In theory this is a great plan. Whether it turned out to be just as brilliant when put into practice is left to be seen. I for one am having – hopefully non-prophetic – nightmares of the whole building coming down. I am trying to avoid thinking about that though, as I really do not want to attract this scenario into real life …
In any event I called dibs on being the first to smash the excavator into a wall. 😀 Operating those things is supposed to be really easy … I was told … 😉

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