Construction zone

Yesterday I had to go to SBS (Spenard Builders Supply) to pick up an order for the new cabin. Kevin asked me to go, because, let's face it, I'm their GopherBitch, and said it was a bit of a rush because they were nearing a point that they wouldn't be able to continue without the stuff. I said I just had to change (I was wearing the same thing I wore the day before because, once again, I'm in the woods and who cares?) then I'd head out. He said "You're fine, you don't need to change. It's a lumber yard," so I just put some boots on and went. He's right, who cares if I'm a dirty bum at a lumber yard?
When I got there I had to pick out a sledgehammer, which is just funny, because I had no idea what they needed it for and there are a bunch to choose from. I picked the big one. Turns out it was for knocking things into place while framing and I picked the right one. Then I had to go around back to get the wood. The guy there looked at me with a half smile as if to say, "you must be lost." I gave him my slip and we got the wood/ladders. Just as I was about to leave he said, "I know this isn't very professional, but would you go out with me sometime?" Haha! It caught me off guard, especially in my gross, unshowered, 2nd-day-outfitted state. I suppose I was a less intimidating prospect in my grody state. It's just funny because of my earlier conversation with Kevin.

Kevin & Ed
Frenchy has two guys here building the third and final new cabin. Kevin is Frenchy's kayaking buddy from Florida, and Ed is Kevin's friend. They're characters. Kevin seems to have done quite a few different things in his life, but always goes back to construction. He's a professional wildlife photographer, was ski patrol in Colorado, a whitewater rafting guide, and a few other things. Ed was described to me as your run of the mill Kentucky hick. He's a laid back guy with an awkward sense of humor, but it works for him. They both have lots of contracting experience and seem to know what they're doing. I've been helping them with the framing because there's only two of them and they're 'feeble old men.' I've never really seen something built from the ground up so it'll be a learning experience. Those framed walls are heavy! I was really just a supplement while they took the brunt of the weight because my arms are the size of twigs. I could tell I was definitely helping, though, because of the amount of weight I could feel I was pushing. Other than the occasional help with the cabin I'm pretty much their errand girl. I don't really care as long as I'm not doing it the entire day. When I first came here I was told I would be working 3 hours a day at the very most, which hasn't turned out to be true because of the building of the cabin and it actually wasn't really true before the building of the cabin. If I take a trip into town it takes an hour roundtrip, and that's if I only have one stop at the edge of town. If I have to go to Home Depot it's 40min one way. As long as I'm not expected to be around here all the time and I can fit in some stuff I want to do for fun then it'll work out. I didn't come here to work 8hrs a day 7 days a week!
Speaking of work, I have to go get the cabins ready for an arrival then I have to go volunteer at the Solstice Festival, which I'll probably have a lot to say about later on.