Xander & Voices chase me around ’til I sit by the fire. Cold Paws need laps.
I pull the temporary / overnight panels and our sub-zero night had frosted the wall and the cut nails.
The blue air mattress is behind the fitted AL sandwich foam- one more bay til sprayfoam-seal of the edges.
I head upstairs and do the same treatment for the top of the old waterfall, and put a bit of panel up against the roof as well to maybe mitigate the ice-dam.
About 20 below zero last night, and the kitchen’s cold water froze in the dead space between the floor and the cabinet bottom. I used our little vibrating massage ball on the line to free it up. The house only warns you once, so it was time to fill the swear jar.
Beaverboard over plaster & lathe.
Uninsulated bay drops down below the floor to the rim joist of the house.
AL sandwich foam over blue-air mesh.
Sprayfoam over the blowing blue edges. Rockwool fills the side bays, as the space is too restrictive for the full treatment.
Then rockwool over the center bay, and I insert an AL panel behind the waterlines. Some day I’ll cap it in green board (water-tolerant drywall).
The faucet gets an AL foam safety guard against tonight’s -28, nearly -50 with windchill. It was a sunny 2 this afternoon.
Forms are removed and all the structural elements are secure. I add a skim layer, which mostly works.
The steps have new noses and I ground things down a bit with a diamond wheel. Cement is 25$ per 50lb bag right now, so I stretched that with a few bags of concrete I had in storage. Safe for walking up and down, I’ll get to pretty someday…

Quiddler Poem: This Toy Guy

IF a GUN is a LIE / then a PITHY CLIP is ME. / and if a hermit crab is a DREDGY CLAW HUT, / is HE able TO be RUDE about those BODY JAGS / and offer IT a TANNIN RARER even than LIFES CODE / GROVE within his triggered SON / THIS TOY GUY / so WHEATY he must be TRUE.