While I was out and away this morning, Papa Pea and B got the rest of the backing up on the walls behind where the wood stove will be in the living room.
I got home about 12:30, changed into working duds and slurped a bowl of soup as the other "workers" had already eaten. (They said they were famished after such a hard morning's work.
Then I pulled up a stool and watched closely as B started to apply the Z-Brick (fake brick material) finish to the walls. I asked a million questions and tried to pick up all the tricks of the trade from her because she's going to be out of town for the rest of the week and it will be my job to finish putting up the Z-Brick.
Before she left, I was sure to ask her if she would accept emergency phone calls from me if I got in a real bind. She assured me I'd have no trouble . . . and then said I could call her any time.
I sure hope I learned enough today so I don't make a mess of it without my teacher here to hold my hand. Or trowel.