So, after switching cars and kids and picking up a trailer I went to the hardware rental store to get our wall jacks. We need them because we have several large walls to raise on the second story that we CANNOT lift ourselves.
I pick these things up and they're these little red, metal things with small instructions printed on the side. The rental place gives me this paper that says, "If you do not understand the instructions or know how to use the equipment, please contact us or return the equipment immediately. Serious injury or death could occur."
Fortunately, my family never listens to silly little things like that.
We looked at them for a while.
My dad set one up.
Mike mentions that he's used them once but doesn't remember anything.
At this point my dad says, "Well, you're one up on me."
What??
No one here knows how to use these things??
And we're raising a wall with expensive windows in it while my dad's cadillac is parked beneath it??
Are we crazy??
We totally are.
It was totally worth it.
I was smiling like an idiot all day, as we continued to raise walls. My cheeks hurt nearly as much as my legs and arms do.
Nearly.
(check out our flickr site - listed on the sidebar - for more pics of our day)
