I have no idea what that means, but it heads a list hanging from a nail in a stud in a wall-like structure in my would-be kitchen. This seems to be a “Honey Do” list from Jon of all the loose ends he wants George to tie up so he can schedule the “rough inspection,” which is a payment milestone for me and a hoop to jump through for Jon. Passing rough inspection seems to require that the studs, joists, beams, pipes, wires, straps, and basic structural stuff are all kosher and the bureaucrat du jour is properly placated, bribed, or bored.
Jon seems to think this inspection is about a week away. Jon says all he needs to do is run a copper pipe for the gas line to the new stove location and install ductwork [May I interrupt myself here to comment that it’s really hard to type on a laptop while you have a cat snuggling against your hands and preening herself over your trackpad?] for the hood. You wouldn’t think running a duct would be any big deal, but because I can’t be satisfied with a normal stove and insist on getting the giant commercial-style 36″ stove with burners like rocket-engines and a grill that will incinerate steaks indoors in mere minutes, I also need the giant commercial-style hood vent (Vent-A-Hood of course!), which requires a minimum 10″ round duct to the great outdoors. However, while my joists are the necessary 12″ apart, they are not the necessary 10″ deep, so Jon had to have a custom duct made that has the largest rectangular profile that will fit the joist bays.
In there’s that list for George. I reproduce that list here verbatim, in all its lovely mysteriousness:
- Bolt sister
- Block ABS
- Strap copper
- Ext wall blocking
- Patch exterior wall
- Telephone
- Block corner of skirt/DR
- Nailers to DR transition (cut rock)
- Header straps
- Extend blocking in front of header
- Toekick plate in header wall
- Hookup CB BX
- Wirestrip/mudrings
- (R) old nails throughout
- Patch subfloor
- Wire DR cans
- Staple wire
George also thinks this is about a week’s worth of work, but he didn’t come in today (he’s fighting off some awful chest/cold thing, too), so I guess that one week of contractor time turns into about two weeks of calendar time.