I don't mean this the way it sounds, but I'm pretty excited about the state of the hole.I took this picture this morning. It goes all the way to the third floor. Isn't that cool?
And then a couple hours later, it looked like this! We have ceiling! They're going to curve the molding behind it, which apparently is going to be kind of a bitch to pull off. But will ultimately look amazing.
Have I told you how excited I am about this elevator? And how I plan to take the day off when we finally have an installation date? And how we're totally going to throw a party after it's in, because so many of my friends have asked if they can come over and get drunk and ride our elevator?
That's not Hector Bigwood, by the way. That's Miguel. Who didn't want to smile for the camera.
You know, when he arrived this morning, Jordan said, "Hector!"
And Miguel was all, um, no. Miguel. The other Latino. We all look alike.
So I had to explain that to Jordan, every woman with long brown hair is our friend Jen. And every time he sees a tall guy with a big stomach he says, "Daddy!"
Seriously. After the "Daddy!" spotting started I realized I don't want to know who gets identified as "Mama!" when I'm not around.