When Gretchen mentioned last night that today was going to be a day working on a habitat for humanity house, Bret wasn’t the only one thinking “oh no”. But duty is duty and we got ourselves up and out the door – a half hour late as usual – and got to the site in Santa Clara.
Now its almost amazing that habitat can afford to buy any property around here, considering the cost of dirt in this valley is so expensive, but they bought a parcel up near the 49ers training facility and are building a couple houses there. There was a great turnout of POP members which means that Thrivent Financial will come through with additional funds for the project. So it was a double dip today – unskilled labor and funding.
The unskilled labor side was simple; we were like worker ants cleaning up the job site for inspections. There was rebar and various pieces of materials lying around and some nasty big thorns and weed patches – all sort of mingled together and needing re-piling. Its one of those things where a stop action video would be cool to have seen. I think the spirit of cooperation was really running high as people teamed up to get the small things done to achieve the goal (order over chaos).
Then there was painting. OMG, I’ve never seen a house get painted so quickly before. Scaffolding was setup all around and the most difficult part of it all was climbing it. I’m about a 2 on the limber scale, and coming down was a lot harder than going up. But for the most part, painting is something I really don’t mind doing – just as long as the prep work and cleanup don’t spoil the fun.
Gretchen got her power tool thing going with a cut-off saw, making short pieces of scrap from big ones. She looked good – maybe a gift idea for next Christmas? Bret took apart a steps with a drill, unscrewing it bit by bit, wishing instead that it was a sledge. Good boy, hit, smash. FWIW, Bret was really great about the whole thing and didn’t squawk the whole time. He was hoping to get a game of roller hockey going, but his pals called on his cell and told them it wasn’t going to happen due to lack of numbers. I thought a pickup game only needed 2, not 12 – whatever.
The day ended early because so many people showed up and we got so much stuff done. We ran out of materials and things to work on. A pretty successful outing. We crushed it.