I’m a couple weeks behind posting photos. It’s a good indication that I’ve been too busy working to work on blog posts!
More to come from this past weekend! Windows are going in…
More bits and pieces as we speed toward moving day. I was looking at the calendar and realizing that we only have a month until our goal date.
I’ve had the inkling for awhile that we aren’t going to make that August 1 goal. But it’s okay. I would prefer to be living in the new place when school starts, but even if we don’t make that goal, it will be okay.
We can stay in our current house through December for sure, and it’s looking like that deadline may be extended to March 2010.
The header has been reinforced…
With Howard’s permission, the kids got to play in the large machinery. Howard fashioned us a driveway!
Eventually, the garage will be built attached to the house, with bedrooms above it, we hope. Doesn’t look like our initial budget will include enough to get it built this year. So we’re looking into getting remote car starters for the winter instead…
The next photo shows the path through the yard to the electrical pole. We are having the lines buried along with our upgrade in service.
Work on the roof has officially started, one section at a time. We are tearing off down to the roof boards–covered by layers of asphalt shingles and wood shakes–and putting all new plywood down.
To the left is my faithful and brave cousin Brian. He’s up for anything. I wonder if he knows how much we appreciate that. And behind him, yes, that’s Sean on the roof. (He hasn’t been cleared by the surgeon to go back to work yet.) Our crazy friend Andy is taking a break and watching here, but don’t let it fool you. He’s an animal when it comes to destruction.
I forgot to grab the camera the day that my cousin Neal joined the roofing crew. After he took a tour of our place and came up from the basement, he made a comment that I loved.
He said that our house was just like all the cars he’s ever owned. Crappy on the outside but totally rebuilt from within.
It made me smile, because it’s so true. And it felt nice to hear the genuine acknowledgment of all the hard work we’ve done on the house’s systems. So thank you for that Neal.
Little by little, we make progress in the bathroom as well. Here’s the framing for the dropped ceiling above the shower. It will make room for installing a vent and light as well as the dryer vent duct work:
Yes, it’s a toilet. It even flushes. Yes, it’s a door. It opens and closes. The simple pleasures.
Yes, that’s a container of screws sitting on the toilet tank.
Chad returned and worked his magic over the stairs: No more heads bonking! Woo hoo!
Is is a secret passageway into the bedroom? Or just a neat little slide?
Yes, Sean is updating the electrical for the entire house. I have much respect for this process. I’m grateful that he knows how to do it because I don’t have a clue.
My brand new, ten-inch-deep sink with a high-arc faucet. THIS is the sink you get when you have four kids and no dishwasher.
Hundred year old wood next to wood so new it’s weeping sap.
Uninhabited.
Spreading the grout felt a bit like what I imagine it’s like to smear poop all over the floor. Well, it sure LOOKED like poo.
One thing is done.
I think I need to do a better job of recognizing the small finished pieces that make up the whole. Soon enough, they will all add up…
While yes, a hammer seems like a logical logo image for a home project such as ours, I had it all wrong.
A broom with the customary shop vac follow-up shot might be more accurate.
I’ll get on it. As soon as I’m done sweeping for the eight-hundred-thousandth time.
My sister Becca and I had such a fun email exchange last week. She asked how Sean was recovering from knee surgery (they scoped him and removed some torn cartilage), and I told her that he was up and moving around without crutches.
I was worried that he would push himself too quickly and that recovery would take even longer. I went on to describe the many ways that our house projects are gaining momentum and all the different people who are helping us make it happen.
She has been renting the Little House on the Prairie series for her girls and my comment reminded her of the episode where Pa breaks a rib and has to finish stacking the bags at the mill to pay the mortgage. Mary and Laura try to do it for him, but of course the men of the town swoop in and stack the bags and save the day.
I vaguely recall the episode… I remember the tape wrapped around Pa’s ripped abs. Well, maybe he wasn’t THAT ripped.
Anyway, she said that it sounds like our house project is coming together Walnut Grove style.
I like that.
I’m cheesy that way.
The latest project includes a new staircase to replace the steep farmhouse steps we ripped out last week.
Our skilled friend Chad brandished a tape measure, saw, and nail gun to make it happen. It was amazing to witness the process. It started with a TON of measuring and dividing and marking on the walls. Apparently there are more rules for stairs than just about any other place in a house. A few cuts into the first boards and we had a platform:
Once the boards dry out well and the roof is fixed to prevent more water (and the resulting mold) problems, we will be able to finish treating the mold, and then insulate and sheetrock the walls inside the staircase hall.
Here’s our hero of the day! A million thanks Chad! If anyone out there is looking for a contractor to hire for a remodel job, I know of a really great guy…
We still need to cut into the ceiling to make more headroom. For now, the opening is perfect for munchkins.
C has decided that the platform is a stage. What a surprise. Like mother, like daughter.
There will be finished southern pine boards for the skirt along the wall and the edges of the steps, and we will install a carpet runner in the center of the steps.
This last one makes me smile.
Geez, maybe someday we’ll look back at all this and say, “We were crazy.”
I’m sorta basking in it for the moment.
Prize Mania! Thank you kids for picking up sticks!
I ended my Memorial weekend feeling absolutely blessed. Blessed by fabulous friendships and by God’s amazing and humbling synchronicity at work as we charge ahead.
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We have bartered a wood stove for window installation (and are getting the windows at a deep discount besides!).
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The labor for our roof tear off and installation is being donated.
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The application for a permit for our driveway has been approved, mostly because of who we know.
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The labor for our stairway installation is being donated.
Each one of these items has a long involved story to explain how they came about. The point of all of it is so clear: We are being blessed!
I also have to interject a few words about partnership and marriage. I have felt for a long time that this project is one giant metaphor for me and Sean and us taking time and energy to rebuild our life together. Moving forward prayerfully and intentionally. Establishing new financial habits. Being kind and respectful partners with a common goal: a safe, functional, spirit-filled home for our family. Few goals are so worthy!!
With that said, we were blessed this past weekend with a visit from the Malveys, who maintain a permanent spot on our list of our favorite people in the entire world.
I get giddy when we have plans to visit and our time together is never enough. Thanks for your help with everything this past weekend Malveys! I have a few more pictures I didn’t manage to get resized last night with this round, so keep an eye out for another round of Memorial Day shots!
Sean, Craig, Me and Lori hanging out on the stoop:
The ceiling above the stairs… or where the stairs USED to be!
My new favorite picture.
In the interest of preserving our lawnmower blades, we had a contest to see who could pick up the most sticks out of the yard. Complete with cheesy prizes! (Photos forthcoming.)
The kids formed alliances, in true reality TV style. J and L formed a team:
Against J, C, W, and A. Forces to be reckoned with for sure!
After a Saturday full of destruction and a Sunday full of mud and tape, the tile floor is installed at last… the plan is to apply grout this coming weekend. My knees and back will live a happy and complete life if I never install tile again.
