No Trolls Under This Bridge

The husband was not there when they set the railroad trestle on the bridge abutments that he poured, but the homeowner sent a picture so he could see it in place:

I commented on how nicely the trestle sat in those recesses in the abutments. The husband bought a computerized survey and layout system last summer—it’s called a Total Station, which is a strange name—and it pays for itself every time he uses it. He used it on the bridge job. He also used it on the foundation job he has been working on this week. Apparently, when he went to lay that foundation out, there was an older contractor on the jobsite with him. The guy followed him around and checked the computer measurements with a tape. He seemed to be impressed with the Total Station.

[My father was a NASA engineer. He kept a slide rule in his desk.]

The husband also finished building the railing for the loft in the new shop:

Of course, my first comment was, “What a great place to hang quilts for photos!” which earned me a frown. However, he did agree to mount some kind of rail with clips on the outside edge of the fence. I’ve got to come up with a system. At first, I thought some spring clamps would work, but a rail with moveable clips would give me more flexibility. I will research that this week.

The “Tom’s Shed” sign is supposed to be a joke—our friend’s little boy watched the shop being built over a period of a year, but apparently it wasn’t moving quickly enough for him. At one point, he looked at the half-finished building and said, with some exasperation, “When is Tom’s shed going to be finished?” The shop is so much bigger than a shed, which is what made the comment so funny. I thought we needed a sign.

[I would buy out half of Hobby Lobby’s metal signs to decorate the shop. I really have to constrain myself. Shops require metal signs. There is one right inside the door that says “Beware of Wife.” Beware of Wife because she will hang metal signs all over your shop when you are not looking.]

The husband still has to finish the bathroom, which is inside that opening at the left of the picture. One of our friends has a heated toilet seat/bidet in his shop and I keep threatening to order one for this bathroom.