Monday: Electricians fixed for code, but they mixed up the lights in the kitchen. I caught Ace at the house and got a walk-through. Concrete company built the mold for front and back steps. We had an odd code violation with a doorknob in an upstairs closet aimed right at an upstairs window. Have to put “safety glazing” on it. I have no idea what that means. (Of course, the Safety Glazing Certification Council website is no help at all.)
Tuesday: Installed the upstairs AC and bathroom/laundry exhaust vents. Built the mold for the side door steps. Insulation was delivered. I realized why I was getting nowhere looking for entry door knobs on the web. I already knew what I wanted: the door knobs from the back door at Big Red Sun. I emailed to ask where they got them.
Wednesday: I took photos throughout the house so we would know where all the vents, pipes and wires are. We did the Third Draw (they had me sign it first this time). They installed the insulation. Passed framing inspections. Big Red Sun came through with the door knob specs. It’s the Emtek Mode, available at the old Stripling Blake. I’m still not sure how they are still open with the new Lowes across the street. Maybe it’s just the fantastic selection of door knobs.

News 8 Austin interviewed our neighbors for a boneheaded story about the housing restrictions.
Thursday: Finished up insulation. Electrician came back and fixed the kitchen lights, but again misunderstood the outside soffit light, and now we have a wire hanging out of the wall above the front door. (File under: Plan goof-ups) They added an outlet to the communications closet, but put it right between the ethernet hub and the nexus of speaker wires. After spending 12 hours running the wires around, away and perpendicular to the electrical wire, they all end up next to an outlet. Ugh. Kitchen tile arrived on our front steps.
Friday: Concrete poured for steps and piers around the house. I was tempted to bring everyone by for handprints, but it was not in the cards.
I think I’ve hit a new level of antsiness. It starting to look like the end is in sight. With less time to go, I’m feeling even more impatient. When everyone goes to bed tonight, I think I’ll sneak over there and watch that concrete dry.