I want to take a moment to honor the people who do the back breaking work and often thankless physical labor to put a home together. I have to say that whenever I have the opportunity to observe these wonderful men and women who work so hard to install or build or create something, I am often amazed at their skills and talents. If you ever have a chance, stop and watch someone install a new floor or put that roof on the house or build the form for a foundation. Then, once you have done that, take off the hat you normally wear and put on the worker hat and get down in the trenches and help. They work whether it is hot, dry, cold or damp. This is what they do for a living. Just think about when you go outside to do something and weather is not optimal. You can decide to do it another day. These workers don't have that option. This is their living. This is how they put food on the table for their families, a roof over their heads, shoes on their feet.
In a previous house that we sold nine years ago, we put down ceramic tile in our house. We tiled the whole house. I can't remember the exact footage but it was somewhere around 2,000 square feet. It took us about a month to do it. I was working in Victoria. Forrest was living in Austin and driving in to work in San Antonio. I was home with the kids working on the house in the evenings and on the weekends. Forrest would drive in each weekend. We did it all ourselves. What a lot of work! My kids learned a valuable lesson about what it takes to do something as simple as painting a wall or as complex as putting in a ceramic tile floor. Exhaustion, aching backs and sore knees were the norm for me. I got a little taste of what goes into a job like this. Much respect. Much respect.
In this day and age of automation we often forget that there are still jobs out there that are not automated and actual living breathing folks are putting their backs into hard labor. The working class.