Rehabber’s Rehab

Three days off of work in November for Matt and I and a visit from Dad in the middle of the week and Walah! our old slanted roof of the backroom is gone and replaced by a vaulted ceiling gable roof.  Probably the most dramatic change since getting our floors redone happened last week when we tore off the roof of the back room and put up the new roof. It was like an old barn raising without the beards and the lemonade.

If it were only as simple as that.

The first day was spent demolishing the old roof which was complicated first by Dad’s car trouble and most dangerously by the existing power lines that run into the house along the roof line.  This involved a lot of sawing sledge hammers, and sheer brute force. The only delicate part was peeling away the roof right next to the existing power line to the house. But a long’s day of work and no electrocutions left a large open air sitting room that Liz could not appreciate during the frosty fall nights. Of course none of the demo pics are available because Liz always seems to have the camera when I’m tearing things up.  At the end of the night it looked like one big skylight and we contemplated leaving it that way. But Liz quickly put a nix to that idea because she thought it would be a bit drafty.

Day two started off with the required Home Depot visit. For those looking for a new car, twelve foot long lumber fits nicely into the Mazda 5.

By the end of the day, we had framed in the new back door and the roof rafters. We ended by throwing up the plywood sheeting and it was all coming together. You could finally see the outline of the new gabled roof that matched the house and made the back room look so much more substantial. Inside you could really get a feel for the vaulted ceilings and the size of the room. What had started off as a low dingy carpeted after thought of a room had now become a dynamic space for of light that was its own asset beyond just extending the kitchen. In fact the room was bigger than most of the other rooms in the house.  Our trash was becoming overwhelming so we got one of the guys who picks up scrap metal that we leave in the back to come back for a load of trash. $250 bucks got rid of all the trash that an 5×8 truck bed piled 5 feet high could fit. It was worth the weight off my conscience and the fear that neighbors would quickly grow tired of our mess.

Now, we were getting a lot done, but it was taking a toll. Each day was at least ten hours. I got sun burned one day thinking that you couldn’t get sunburned in 35 degrees weather. Each day ended with us heading to Liz’s mom’s house showering, having a couple of beers during dinner and passing out.

Then Day Three came, we were racing to get the roof on so that Dad could leave. Usually, he tries to leave early to beat traffic, but we blew past 3PM. We also decided to throw in some skylights, finally at 6pm while hitting our thumbs as much as nail heads in the dark on the roof we decided we should get to a stopping point and call it quits. This was a lot of work and after pulling 10 hours the day before we didn’t know if we would have enough in the tank. The night ended when we couldn’t see where we were hammering at 7pm in the dark and Matt had hammered his thumbs one too many times. But the roof was all sealed up and would only require a half day for Matt and I to finish on the weekend.

Matt told me that he had trouble sleeping because he would be lying awake in bed and as he dosed off he would be startled awake with the sensation that he was falling off the roof. Matt and I spent sunday afternoon finishing up the last shingles on the roof.

In truth it wasn’t very sealed up, because you could see through some of the sheating, there was no insulation and the shingles weren’t completely on, so it made for some really cold nights in the back of the house, this along with the lack of a shower (which we had taken out and given to the junk man so that the plumber could lay the new tub) forced Liz and out of our home and back for another stay at Pat’s.

As exciting as it was having a new roof line that looked clean and consistent, moving out was a major set back on our progression to home sweet home. And the soreness from climbing up and down the roof and ladders would out last the pain of running a marathon

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As of today we have one working sink, one shower and one toilet, and they are all in different rooms of the house.  Pictures coming soon.

Here’s how it works.  You can take a shower upstairs, but there’s only 3 walls in the bathroom with the fourth covered in plastic.  Needless to say, it’s a bit drafty.  You can go to the bathroom, but you have to go to the basement, steer clear of the mess, and wearing shoes is a must, and the toilet is in a room Liz refers to as the dungeon.  Then you can wash your hands, do your dishes rinse your face, and clean out your painting tools in the utility sink.  One stop shopping, if you can find the basement light, which Liz still has no idea where it is.  I just leave it on all the time for her.

The plumber arrived and started taking out the old cobbled together lead pipes and backed up drains.  Not only were we adding new plumbing for the new shower, second vanity sink, kitchen sink and gas range, but we were also taking the opportunity to do some cleanup and upgrading.  (more…)

Liz is off downstate pretending that a massive earthquake has hit southern Illinois.

This gives me the great opportunity to get dirty and make a mess!

First I finished up the master bedroom closet.  I finished the steaming of the wallpaper.  The top half, thankfully went a lot quicker.  I then spackled some of the plaster that was raw and sanded for two days.  Then I primed and painted, It isn’t immaculate, but its clean and plain white.  Now if I can just get Liz to actually put her clothes in the closet rather than on the floor.  But to her credit, we are in need of a large dresser, all for her of course.  I’m relegated to an old dresser in the back bedroom.

Ink was a great help painting the closet.  But like any painter he got a little on him.  He didn’t appreciate the cleaning I gave him.  I’m afraid his whisker may be white from now on.

But back to the messy part.  (more…)

When we first thought about having a party for demolition, I thought who would want to come and get dirty and help us with the nasty part of our remodel. It turns out quite a few people wanted to come to help, to get dirty, to destroy stuff, and to fulfill their curiosity for our new project.

After we closed we went straight over to the house and started ripping up the carpets. While dragging out the remains of the 30 year old carpet I couldn’t help but notice that there was a lot of work to do and that Matt, Liz and I could only do so much. Amazingly almost a 100% of our RSVP’s came which doesn’t usually happen even for a strictly “fun” party.

We are so appreciative of everyone who came. We exceeded my expectations of what we could get done and how willing people were to contribute and jump whole-heartedly into the fun that I know demolition to be.

AND NOW FOR THE PRESENTATION OF THE 2008 “DEMI” ACADEMY AWARDS (more…)

Our friends Kim and Terry brought up concerns about having friends run wild throwing hammers into walls hitting electrical lines, water pipes, etc.  Kim and Terry know our friends and their concerns are warranted.  However, the bashing will not be so haphazard and the most reckless of offenders (Drew) are well known and will be monitored closely.  Below is my tentative schedule for the wrecking party and inaugural weekend.  Besides being safe, we want to provide enough “activities” that are safe, enjoyable and allow people to either just hangout or dive-in completely.  Everyone should dress appropriately regardless of your participation level.

PRE-PARTY PLANS:

1.  Documentation- This is important to any project for several reasons.  It is great to see the impact of a project when you can view before and after images of the home.  The changes are dramatic and allows friends and family to share in your project.  Also documentation allows you to compare the difference that various improvements make and how much valuable those improvements when compared with the cost of the project.  We missed out on documenting thoroughly the Rice street project, so we are going to make sure and get lots of pictures from the beginning to end and get a couple of walk through videos. (more…)