Day 6:
After a good night’s rest, 6:15 came around and the usual alarms sounded. However, today was a bit different. Instead of waking up, we all looked to Bridgett still sleeping soundly and decided, nah. 45 minutes later and we realized we had to haul booty (insert video of Ms. New-Booty) to get ready in time. Unfortunately, by this time of the week, we had basically eaten every edible item in the pantry. We had to resort to plastic cups and plasticware for nutrients. Luckily the previous night’s delicious meal was still very much stuck with us all. We groggily got into the van, drove to the site, and found a muddy puddle in the place of our beautiful build site. The van was moved, and some people couldn’t even look the necessary three feet to the right and thought it was missing, but unsurprisingly, Lil’ Weezy Wayne was already unpacked and ready for us. Seriously, does he get there at 5 am and just wait in the dark for us. It’s kind of creepy, yet endearing that he’s always there, waiting and watching.
First item of business on the site was to throw up the back truss. Easier said than done. The middle of the house was a small lake, which you’d think would be a problem but Lil’ Wayne didn’t care, and all we had to move it were “Shephard Sticks,” which is a fancy word for wooden poles.
Oh, but wait, one pole was metal so it was all okay. Anyway, it took us a good ten minutes for the back truss, and feeling drained we walked back to the front of the house where Wayne was waiting to help us throw up the other trusses. Oh, did I mention there were 149 trusses left? Yeah, it sucked. Basically we had one team bringing them in, which consisted of a man we so fondly called Big Craig, and one team pushing them to the back. The team pushing was a little bit disfuncctional, and many a truss was nearly dropped onto people’s heads. Thank god for hardhats, right?
Finally, after getting half of the 767 trusses up, we had a small/strangely long break. There wasn’t anything to be done, and a lot of us were stuck standing around waiting for a job. I even had time to have more of my senior photos taken in the unfinished closet of the house. Neat! Weezy Deezy finally had us throw up some more of the 1340 remaining trusses right before lunch, which we got really good at doing. Some of the team was slightly amateurish, but Bridget and I developed a system that most olympic athletes would envy. In fact, we had framers from all over the country standing by watching for tips, but Bridget and I would not divulge our trade secret. Our gift was from God, bestowed upon only us. It is not meant for other men/women. Anyway, we took lunch and played some mafia, where Natalie was once again murdered first, making her total death count a grand total of 5 times. Only 4 left! Neat!
R.I.P Natalie who had too much game face for us to handle.
After, lunch Wayne was fired up and ready to work. We threw up the rest of the trusses within the next hour and tackled the rest of the house.
We said our goodbyes to lil Wayne, who gave the best souvenirs: pencils, safety goggles and floor plans. NEAT.
We got back to the church quickly to make a delicious dinner, chicken tortellini. Then we headed downtown for Gallery Night. We discovered art is not for the majority of us, but the jams and scene were NEAT!! We headed back to the car and grabbed some deserts along the way. Some were great, others were okay, but the experience was worth it. Finally, upon making it to the car, we packed in like usual, and headed home.
The last day of work was great. We basically finished the house and had a great time doing it. The whole service experience was totally worth it. All in all, work was fun, downtown was fun, people were fun, it was neat.
Signing out because we’re tired and lack creativity,
Peace, love, and sugah
Bridget and Josh
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