May 06, 2008
Anyone else seen it, or is it only saddos like myself? A young couple (played by Shelley Long before she started taking herself too seriously, and Tom Hanks before he became, well, serious) buy a dilapidated house and try to rebuild it. Their contractor promises it'll be done in two weeks. Naturally it takes a lot longer than that because otherwise it wouldn't be much of a film - Two weeks? Rebuild? You got it! Everything that can go wrong does. It's a comedy of errors in pretty much every sense of the word.
A clip:
I always feel like we're seconds away from that happening to us.
The Cowboy and Angus conferred and remember that whole ripping off the ceiling in the soon-to-be kitchen escapade last weekend? Yeah. Turns out we weren't done. In conferring and looking at plans, it appeared the ceiling was still not right.
So Angus and I got up on ladders, armed ourselves with crowbars and goggles, and went to check it out.
That's not a blurry photo. That's dust. 100 years of dust to be exact. The babies were safely cocooned in another room, entertained by bouncy chairs, and Angus and I went to town.
It sucked big, gaping donkey balls. And the mess - dear God, the MESS.
We took the ceiling off completely, right back to the original joists. The ceiling was indeed too low, and now when the new ceiling goes on it'll be to regulation, which is 5cm (2in) from the joists. So we now have a great big high ceiling in the now-empty living room.
And quite a view from above, too.
I keed. The real view is this:
That would be light coming in from the floorboards from under my freakishly long toes. You can look right up into our bedroom from the spaces between the boards.
Our new temporary living room is the artist formerly known as the guest room.
That'd be the babies checking out the TV in preparation for In the Night Garden. The living room has everything we need - babies, TV, iDeck, couch, and mattresses lining the walls in case we feel we need a good bouncing.
The work never stops. We ripped out the ceilings on Saturday. On Sunday Angus drove 300 miles to pick up our new stove as we got a great deal on it if we were willing to drive to Nottingham (save £1000? Yes please.) While he was spending 7 hours on the road I watched the kids, did the grocery shopping, cleaned, and painted the garage. We were exhausted. And then yesterday - because it was a bank holiday - I continued my War on Carpets and ripped out the carpet on the landing with assistance from my apprentice Maggie.
Maybe it's because I fear I'll fall through a hole in the floor and be stuck in carpet for 24 hours.
Know what I found? Floorboards. Lovely ones. They were tarred at one stage, which is what people did when they had limited incomes - you had a rug on the floor and tarred around it to give the illusion of floor covering.
I didn't take the carpeting off the stairs, as they'll be too slippery and the entire staircase is going anyway, but I took the carpet off one stair and found gorgeous wooden stairs just aching to be stripped of carpet and provided with a loving coat of paint. Sadly, we can't reuse the stairs.
While I ripped out carpet Angus channeled holes in the walls of the to-be kitchen for the cabling which of course meant more brick dust because you just can't get enough brick dust, it's such a great thing, the way it covers everything and clogs the vacuum cleaner.
It's all exhausting. Really exhausting. We're covered in cuts and scrapes and bruises. Our bruises have bruises. Those bruises have moved in and adopted pets. I have a feeling that we'll be blowing our nose and brick dust will be coming out in our snot for the rest of our lives. When we finally showered late Saturday, after a day of ripping out ceilings, I had to wash my hair multiple times just to get all the dust out. The babies are always completely safe, they don't get exposed to the dust, but Angus and I are often one giant ball of grey.
But it's coming along.
No really. It is.
That's me standing on the first floor of what will be the new nursery.
I know that it won't always be like this, and we're only 5 weeks into a 16 week build. This week the tarps should go and the roof starts to go on. We get windows installed. Lots of things happening. Considering the fact that we're living in half a house, it's a constant fight with dust, we only have half a roof, the drains in our temporary kitchen are giving out, the grass in our garden is dead and whole sections are giant mud pits, and we're spending a fortune on what looks like tarp and duct tape, we're both actually pretty upbeat and still raring to go.
Which is a good thing, considering the sheer mountain of work we have ahead of us.
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