Dad came down one last time before his cataract surgery. After tomorrow, he'll have to stay away from sawdust and other irritants for a couple months, so thought I'd get one more day of advice/work out of him before he's out of commission. :)
Getting creative when it comes to moving plywood. It was Dad's idea!
Working from the far end. We cut the holes for the plumbing drains, and screwed the plywood down with flooring screws.
Floor sheathing done! Woo! Feels good to have all that insulation protected.
Me and my dad. Couldn't have done any of this without him. And I'm lucky to have a dad that didn't treat me any differently because I was a girl... it's because of him I had the confidence to take on this project. :)
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