Whew! A month has past and it still feels like we just bought this house, but looking at it from the inside you can tell a lot of work has been put in. I have put in a solid two weekends of work, but Matt and his mom Sally have truly paid their dues. They both get home early and on most days run straight to the house to tear something out, clean out a newly found rat nest or patch up a hole in the wall or flooring. I tell you, they are two extremely dedicated renovators!
I on the other hand am dreaming about cornsilk colored walls, brand new furniture and high tech kitchen appliances. By the way...if anyone has a food processor collecting dust in a closet I will be more than happy to take it off your hands! Unfortunately my dreams will not be realized until a long way down the road.
So what have we been up to you ask? We have ripped down all the ceilings, and let me tell you that is no glamorous task, this house had sprayed in insulation in the roof...imagine pulling down a ceiling board above your head and having what looks like old, moldy, grey pillow stuffing fall down on you! But oh no...that is not all that falls down! We had dead rodents fall on us, blocks of wood almost knock us unconscious and hundreds of old rusty nails come raining down. We were completely covered from head to toe in clothing, fiber filter masks on our faces, bandannas and goggles, which of course were fogging up and limiting our vision to that of a glaucomic old grandmother. Once all the insulation had fallen we of course we had to scoop it up off the floor into endless black garbage bags and then tote them to the dump. Needless to say this was my least favorite job. But Matt and his dad Paul had fun in the ceiling beams once eveything was cleared so not all was lost.
I on the other hand am dreaming about cornsilk colored walls, brand new furniture and high tech kitchen appliances. By the way...if anyone has a food processor collecting dust in a closet I will be more than happy to take it off your hands! Unfortunately my dreams will not be realized until a long way down the road.
So what have we been up to you ask? We have ripped down all the ceilings, and let me tell you that is no glamorous task, this house had sprayed in insulation in the roof...imagine pulling down a ceiling board above your head and having what looks like old, moldy, grey pillow stuffing fall down on you! But oh no...that is not all that falls down! We had dead rodents fall on us, blocks of wood almost knock us unconscious and hundreds of old rusty nails come raining down. We were completely covered from head to toe in clothing, fiber filter masks on our faces, bandannas and goggles, which of course were fogging up and limiting our vision to that of a glaucomic old grandmother. Once all the insulation had fallen we of course we had to scoop it up off the floor into endless black garbage bags and then tote them to the dump. Needless to say this was my least favorite job. But Matt and his dad Paul had fun in the ceiling beams once eveything was cleared so not all was lost.

My most favorite job would have to be tearing down walls! Smashing a hammer into a wall has such therapeutic qualities. Along with the ceilings we have torn out all the fiber board and ripped down all the wood paneling, save the wainscoting. All linoleum has been torn up, the kitchen is completely empty except for the stove and we have even torn down an entire wall, opening up the kitchen more. The first picture shows where the wall originally was and the second picture shows it magically gone!


Last weekend was pretty dreary; the sun barely poked his head from under his covers before deciding to let the



"For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction" as Newton so wisely observed, so to


In the words of a great philosopher "ta, ta for now!"