We thought all the noise we’d been hearing came from people setting off early fireworks but… no. It was the Morrells breaking the sound barrier as they continue to build the warehouse at Mach 1.

We’ve discovered that it’s hard to catch the Morrells for a photo-op. Tracking their work must be a lot like being a physicist over in Geneva, Switzerland–trying to take pictures of quarks at the Large Hadron Collider.

Like quarks, the Morrells move too fast to be photographed in action. The best we can do, mostly, is to photograph their trails.

We did catch a few moments along the way:

Cladding the Roof

Putting up the siding on the fake ground created by Donny, the Don so that the Morrells wouldn't need 75' scaffolds.

Yep. That’s about it. All we could catch in action.

The roof is done. The siding is mostly done. Now, we suppose, the Morrells will spend the couple of days it will take the electricians and plumbers and Dan, Dan the HVAC man to rough in… doing what? What can the Morrells do in two days? At the rate they’re moving, they could probably remodel the Great Pyramid and still have time left over to paint new pictures on the walls.

Stephen the Zenmeister Electrician is clipping along too.

Jessie & Stephen conduct a summit meeting regarding the dock leveler diagrams

What Stephen likes to call “The ‘Lectric” will be roughed in early next week. The dock leveler will be installed next week. Dan, Dan the HVAC man came by with a proposal to heat and cool the warehouse because, he figures, it will be store space before long. He is right. He knows how we get.

Doc and Crew finished their part on the west side… which was a project that involved oozing the game of Focker Chess onto Bobby’s property next door.

It was a wall. The last wall on the west side of the building. But, problem was, the lane to the loading dock wasn’t yet seasoned enough to take the weight of a concrete truck.

Well… we all know who the mother of invention is, right? Necessity.

Wheelbarrow v 2.2... with our eternal gratitude to you, Bobby Dale, for being such a patient neighbor

Don, the Don, fills the dock wall with a bucket and a teaspoon while Leroy prepares to finish and Stephen pauses in his 'lectric ruminations long enough to look on

It’s getting to the point now where we can almost taste the fried chicken at the barn-raising party.

Jan is already working over Waylon the Fast Boy’s grandmother to bake the pies.

Stay tuned…