As we were coming home today, I could see something new to my landscape when we were still 2 miles away. I thought I knew what I was looking at, but I wasn’t completely sure. As we came up our gravel road, I could confirm that yes, that was a concrete pumper truck in my yard!!
In addition to looking pretty cool, concrete pumping is a super efficient way of pouring concrete. The boom you see with the hose on the end makes it very easy to place the concrete exactly where you want it and it’s fast, too! The boom can move anywhere the operator wants it to.
With concrete pumping, there is no need for wheelbarrows for hauling loads of concrete. You used to back a mixer truck up to the job site and you’d have to rake the concrete to get it into the right spot. The concrete workers would have to spread out the concrete before the mixer truck could leave. Now you back the mixer truck up to the hopper on the pumper, dump the load and go back for another one. As I said, super efficient!
I’m not sure when they started pouring for the day, but they were just finishing up when I got there. The yard wasn’t torn up from multiple concrete mixer trucks and I appreciated that! It is a very cool process!
As I fed the cats, I noticed a few more empty cans of cat food. The only workers left here now are the concrete crew guys. They have to be the ones feeding my cats. I thought that was sweet that they would take the extra time to feed my cats. I noticed someone had picked all of the sand burrs out of our dog’s coat. She tends to pick a lot of those up in the fall as she runs through the tall grass and weeds. Removing those sand burrs is a tedious process and one that is probably done when someone is let’s say….taking a lunch break.
The funny thing about the concrete guys is they are all business. I’m used to the other contractors chit-chatting a little bit, but not these guys. It’s clear they are hired to do a job. Most of them don’t even seem to make eye contact with me. As I was up by the house taking pictures, one finally made eye contact with me. I asked which one of them was the cat lover. The guy was hosing down some equipment and he said, “Not me. I hate cats. I take care of your dog. He takes care of your cats.” I looked down in the basement and there was one of the workers grinning and waving at me.
Later, I would find out that one of the cats actually jumped into the box of one of their pickups and took a 65-mile ride to their shop. The cat lover apparently took the cat home for the night and brought it back the next day. I thought that was a kind gesture. They could have just let us think one of the cats succumbed to the coyotes we have in the neighborhood. That wouldn’t have been out of the realm of possibility at all!
It’s the little things that count.
Salvaging The House is a series of blog posts that chronicle my experience of renovating and reclaiming our 1900 farmhouse. This is a project that is over a decade in the making. We were working towards some pretty serious renovations on the house until my husband became sick with Non-Hodgkin’s Lymphoma and died 9 weeks after his diagnosis. My kids and I have been left with the task of completing what we started all those years ago. Every house and every family have a story and this is the story of ours.
To view the series from beginning to end please go to this page: Salvaging The House.