The insulation is completed. The house now looks like the inside of some freakish stuffed animal. And, it is quiet, very very quiet. Everyone comments on it as they walk around talking in hushed tones. It is like being in a church. The quiet is especially noticeable because while the insulation was being blown in, there were backhoes, bulldozers and ditch witches digging into our yard, destroying our one little magnolia tree so that we could have our electricity and gas. So when the insulation men stopped their annoying whiney blower it was almost at the same time as the trucks leaving and we were left in the blissful peace, no more destruction, no more noise- just us, Thom, and our thoughts.
Of course, next week, after we pass the insulation inspection, the sheetrock and interior plywood will start to go up and then all those vibrations will, again, have something to bounce off of. It won't be until our carpets, sofa and mattresses are installed before they'll start to be re-absorbed.
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