Owner
Eddison Roy | President | Horizon Realty
- damian.moore@horizon.site.com
- (Office) 206-555-0100
- (Cell) 206-555-0100
- 3342 W 65th Street. Suite #1000 Seattle, WA 98101
ROLES AND RESPONSIBILITIES
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Contractor
Eddison Roy | Managing Partner | Rokkitt Builders Group
- eddison.roy@rokkitt.site.com
- (Office) 206-555-0100
- (Cell) 206-555-0100
- 52 Lindon Ave. Suite A Seattle, WA 98101
ROLES AND RESPONSIBILITIES
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Scope of Work
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Work Schedule
This timeline provides a comprehensive overview of the various phases and activities involved in building 1200 Pike Street, a new single-floor mid-rise commercial office space.
* Actual timelines may vary depending on project-specific factors such as site conditions, permitting requirements, and client preferences. Regular communication and coordination among the project team members are essential to ensure that the project stays on schedule and within budget.
01. Pre Construction
Projet Initiation
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Design Development
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02. Construction
Site Preperation
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Foundation and Structural Work
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Building Shell and Enclosure
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Interirior Construction
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Technology Infrastructure
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03. Post Construction
Furniture and Fixtures Installation
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Final Inspections and Punch List
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Commissioning and Testing
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Client Move-In and Occupancy
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04. Project Closeout
Final Documentation and Handover
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Cost Breakout
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Labor
$10 Million
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Materials
$3 Million
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Equipment
$3 Million
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Permits and Fees
$3 Million
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Contingency and Overhead
$1 Million
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