RV Port...a Garage by any other Name

This has been a long time in coming! On April 20th construction began on our RV Port. The Mister didn't like the idea of our RV standing out in the elements. We know what the sun, rain, heat and moisture can do  to an RV over time. Especially in Florida!

He found a builder specializing in metal buildings, sheds and car ports and work started by drilling massive holes, ones that I could get buried in, at the corners and every 12 feet along the sides and front. 

We had to wait for inspection, then the beams were erected and concrete was poured to secure them.

A roof with gable ends was erected in HOA approved colors to match the existing barn and house.

Our RV Port was completed. 

We thought.

Then, the Mister began to think about our awful sandy soil, 

and what a mess the RV would be with us tromping in and out of it,

going through the sand.

The Mister decided he'd like to have a concrete pad poured.

 (The fact that the RV buried itself in the sand 

at one point also entered into his decision!)

We had to revise the permit and get more inspections,

but soon that was completed.

We had a beautiful, perfect RV Port.

Then the Mister began to think about how nice it would be to have sides, 

and enclose the space so that wind driven rain didn't come into the RV Port.

If we enclosed the space, he could have his own workshop!

Back through the permitting process we went.

Back through various inspections we went.

Work recently began on the next step of our construction.

The crew of three men worked three days to put up the bracing

and the metal sheathing.

On the last day they were running out of time.

The boss said they were to begin another job the next day,

and they must complete our job,

regardless of how long it took them.

I felt sorry for the men working out there until about 9:30 PM

We didn't have power nearby they could use as this was also the day they were grading 

around the new garage and as a measure of safety, 

the power from the house to the outbuildings 

had been cut. 

The men's generator quit working.

They had no light,

so they completed the job by the light of their truck

and flashlights.

Then, the cherry on top:

the battery on their truck was dead.

It would not start.

The Mister had to take jumper cables out, 

and help them start the truck.

What a long day for the men.

 I felt terrible for them, 

but appreciate their stick-to-it-tiveness!

But, the job is done, except for the overhead doors.

They might be coming next week today!