Special Delivery

One bright, sunny SNOWY Saturday in March, C received an email to his inbox that read:

Sleeveless Logistics, Inc.
Taking care of your shipment needs one sleeve at a time.

 

Mr. Pyles,

 

Your order has left the warehouse and is in route to your wooded estate.

 

ETA: 25 minutes

 

You may track your order by clicking on the following link and entering your tracking number:

Tracking number: 8545sh9932l6
www.sleevelesslogistics.com

 

Feel free to contact me if you need anything.

 

Regards,

Rob R Robinson Jr
CEO, Sleeveless Logistics, Inc.

 

 

I offset the text color so you could clearly see creativity at work. No, Sleeveless Logistics is not a real corporation (for now). But we like the name, and Mr. Sleeveless has got shipping orders down to a science.

 

RIGHT ON TIME! Seriously, I tracked it with my personalized, very real, tracking number.

 

 

The best part about these doors is that they were free to a good home, or porchouse. Whatever you fancy.

 

Next on the list is installing the door, per the floor plan in my last post.

Making the first cut for the door.

 

 

Ta-Da...that's where the door will go.

 

RobSr. confirmed that he would draw the short stick and have to carry the most weight.

Securing the door.

 

In order to close in the final side of the Porchouse, the steps had to be moved. We decided to just reuse them where the new door is, only to find that they were one step too short :(

 

No problem, just made a new step.

 

C had to give the steps a try, and clearly, this guy was made to climb steps.

 

 

View from where the steps used to be.

 

Now it's time to close up the final side of Porchouse:

 

 

The only way in now is through the door.

 

 

After measuring for the roof over the steps, RobSr. decided it would be best to build a new roof. While this sounds time consuming, the most tedious part was rigging up some scaffolding.  While RobSr. was doing this, I thought it would be best to go retrieve some dinner, as I didn't want to watch the MacGyver scaffolding holding up my Dad. To my surprise, it actually looked pretty sturdy.

 

The nail gun, just hangin' out.

Notice the beams are up.

 

Now comes the plywood for the roof.

 

 

While all of this was happening we still maintained a nice, warm fire.

Notice the jug of oil, courtesy of the Greek

 

With the sides up on the Porchouse, it's time to start thinking about how to remove the board and batten wood from the shed!