I feel like a lucky man today. Oh I know, I am a lucky man, I have a great wife, two great kids, health and on and on. But I'm talking about throw the dice kind of luck. Two examples.
Number one. I was on the Mitre saw, working on a bench for the front entrance. Now I've often talked about safety, about awareness, of knowing where your fingers are, but this isn't one of those stories. I had just finished cutting a piece for the bench, stopped the saw, lifted it, reached for a small end cut off the piece, so I could continue cutting. The still spinning saw touched my index finger, scraping, oh about one layer of skin off, not even drawing blood. All in all, a pretty cheap lesson in awareness.
Number two. Yesterday two of the guys put the 5/16th plywood underlay in our hallway and living room. The underlay is a smooth layer of plywood that goes over the subfloor, it creates a good surface for the flooring. It goes over top of the subfloor, which in this case, goes over all of our heating pipes. Now the underlay is glued, and attached with staples over much of the surface, and inch and 5/8 ring nails where there are joists. At coffee one of the guys asked about what the layout of the joists and pipes in one of the closets of the master bedroom, so he could avoid nailing where there were pipes. As I walked down the hallway I looked at what they did yesterday.
There is a manifold in the laundry chute that serves our living space. Pipes come out of it and go up and down the hallway, the joists between the subfloors are not continuous, and the pipes cross the line the joists would follow. You'll notice in this photo that pipe cross the joists six times, but what I noticed when I looked at the floor was two continuous lines of nails, spaced two to three inches apart running right through where those pipes are. Putting a nail into one of those pipes would mean ripping up a floor, and if we couldn't fix it some how, ripping up the entire floor and starting over.
I don't know how, and I doubt it could be duplicated but they missed those pipes, each and every one. Time for that lottery ticket.