Another round of framing for my dad and I. My mom made the trip back again. I should mention that while she's yet to be pictured, my Mom has been down several times dating back to the dumpster loading days. When she's not pulling thousands of nails from the old studs she keeps my dad and I sane by helping to make sense of all the mess we make. When she's not there we usually stand in a pile of our own plaster droppings tangled in extension cords trying not to step on any rusty nails.
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