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Wednesday, October 04, 2006 Remodel Home
It's been six weeks since our remodeling project started. The first week went pretty quickly. You've already seen pictures from day one. Here's day two:
Trash always said her closet was too small. It used to be behind this wall. And then the sky was. Unlimited space, but it was hard to hang things up.
A more comprehensive view. Half of our roof has been torn off and temporarily replaced with plastic sheeting. This was done on purpose.
The view from the back yard. No fancy barbecues this month, obviously.
By day three, we had a new east wall. The big windows were a nice surprise.
By day four, we had a new ceiling. Note the Tyvek in the gap between the old roof line and the new roof line (in case you're not well-versed in construction lingo, you can tell the Tyvek because it says "Tyvek" on it).
Day five, at which point the gap between the roof lines had been built in. Trash approves. She doesn't even know in this picture that in two days, we're going to have a giant rainstorm and it's still going to be bone-dry in there.
The view out what will be M. Small's window. I've since trimmed the branches nearest the windows so he doesn't get any funny ideas.
The framing of the inner walls happened early the next week. I didn't get any shots of that, so the recent one above will have to do. This shot is from M. Small's new room, looking through the bathroom and into our new bedroom. We've been assured that you won't always be able to do that.
There were several days where nothing visible happened, because we were waiting on stuff like plumbing and wiring. This is going to be the bathroom wall. I keep being disappointed that I can't step between the studs any more.
This used to be inaccessible attic space. It was going to be my new upstairs office, but then the guys opened it up and we all remembered, hey, I'm 6'2". There's room for me, my desk, my computer, and my recapping TV, but only one at a time. Not ideal. So now it's going to be M. Small's playroom instead. He loves it already. I don't know what we'll put in there when he's eleven. Maybe a drum kit.
By the way, you can't tell because it's dark, but the view out the window is Keckler's old high school. Which is of course the main reason we bought this place.
Inside the playroom looking out into the hallway. Not a bad photo, considering I'm in a half-crouch.
It's hard to judge these things, of course, but I think we're probably more than halfway done. The past few days, the only progress we see when we come home is a new inspector signature on the building permit taped to our front door. Our garage is full of things like light fixtures, ceiling fans, bathroom stuff, and bundles of insulation waiting to be installed. Can't wait for that stage.
Wait, I just remembered -- Trash wants to clean the garage after all that stuff is out of there. Never mind, guys. Take your time. posted by M. Giant 9:18 PM 2 comments
I totally approve of the drum kit idea, but really you'd better put in three layers of flooring or carpet before you let anyone play drums above your head. Especially since you and Trash will be another 8 yrs older yourselves...
I'm just sayin...