Getting Ready for Pre-wrap Inspection

Getting Ready for Pre-wrap Inspection

The pre-wrap inspection is coming up and we are scrambling around trying to get ready for it, because once it’s done we can seal the outside of our house and get it rain/hail/snow/apocalypse ready. That’s important because last week we had a little scare. I had to go off for work and Mike was just getting home from work and the weather report said rain, and the clouds in the sky said rain and wouldn’t you guess it, the freaking rain coming down said rain…and ironically the day before was sunny and the day after was sunny but for freak’s sake today was rainy.

We also had an inspection we weren’t 100% ready for.

I kissed Mike goodbye and wished I could stay and help…I even posted on Facebook asking people to come give him a hand (it got two likes but no comments…). And Mike put tarps and the leftover 10 mil visqueen from our slab (guess we aren’t selling the leftovers on CL) over the entire roof – in the rain. He said the rains stopped just as he finished. Nice. I wish I could show you pictures but apparently Mike wasn’t able to take any.

For the most part everything looks ok, I can’t see any rain damage. But it did remind us of how close we are to rainy weather and how far we are from being ready to weather it.

This past weekend my dad came out and helped us put in a few windows and an old friend helped Mike do some plumbing. Monday, while Mike was at work and before I picked the kids up from school I finished putting in the “fill” pieces of OSB around the rest of the windows and exterior doors. On Tuesday we finished putting in all the windows and the balcony door. On Wednesday, Thursday and Friday we finished putting most of the vents through the roof and boxing in most of the eaves. And while I was at work Friday afternoon Mike rebuilt the roof on our patio that we had to demo to add the second floor trusses.

The roofer is coming on Tuesday to paper the roofs. Oh, did I mention we are using one of our 3 get out of jail cards for a roofer? Yes we are. The roof is something that we could do ourselves. However, it isn’t that much more to just hire it out and with the scare earlier it didn’t take much convincing to tell M he needed to get someone else to help. Coincidentally, our neighbors up the street had gotten some wind damage from the Santa Ana winds last week (again, another reason why we want this thing sealed) and the roofer dropped his card off. M (I swear, he knows everyone in Awesometown), knew him and we got the bro deal.

And that is basically where we are at.

The list of things we need to do before our inspection:
2 or 3 more bathroom vents
1 more furnace vent
The electrical outlets/light fixtures for the exterior walls/soffit (balcony light, porch lights, garage lights and flood light on the side yard by the trailer)
Boxing in the eaves on the old gable and back gable
Install the front door
Plumb the hose bib to the balcony
Knock down 6″ of plaster from the old wall on the side yard leaving the lath and paper
Something else I forgot.

Not too shabby. I’m thinking that list could be knocked out in under 2 days.

Sorry about the lack of pics, maybe later I will only post pictures.

Trailer Trash

It’s been about sixty-seven days, sixteen hours, twelve minutes and fifty-seven seconds that we’ve been living in the trailer. But who’s counting? And for as many people who ask me how the build is going, just as many people ask me about living in the trailer.

I didn’t realize people would care so much.

I usually just shrug and say, “It’s fine.” I’m not really sure what I should tell them.

‘Cuz that’s just how it is, it’s fine.

It isn’t mind blowing, life changing, or fantastic. I’m not fulfilling some life long desire to live in a camper and explore the world. I’m sharing 220 s.f. of living space with my two Labradors, two daughters, my husband and our beta fish Pepper parked in our side yard.

It’s just fine.

I’m not dying. I’m sure others have had it worse. And please don’t make the mistake of thinking this post is a complaint. Because living in the trailer is just “fine”. (Who am I trying to convince anyways?)


“It’s fine” is comprised of many “just deal with it” sort of living conditions. We share a community laundry basket. I don’t really have anywhere to put our clothes. The clothes we dirty go in an old hamper liner until it’s overflowing and I have to make a trip to the laundromat, while at the same time we deplete the laundry basket of the clean, folded clothes from the last trip to the laundromat. It’s a fine line between chaos and utter chaos.

Next I store fruit in a bucket on top of some other stuff that’s in there just for camping trips. I’m not sure what’s in the bucket under the fruit, but I try not to think about it, because I’m over caring.

We are currently having issues with ants. I’m not sure where they are coming from, where they are going, or what they are after. Every day it changes, sometimes it’s the sugar, sometimes it’s the bread, and sometimes they are just after the water in our toilet (yes, we have a toilet). But the one constant: every single day they are there. As if sharing the trailer with three other people, two dogs and a fish isn’t enough, I have to share it with three million ants, eighty flies and a couple of lizards too. The beauty is I can kill most of those things.

Another question people ask is if we are still able to shower/bathe/cook/poop whatever in the house. In a one word answer, “No”. We haven’t had water or gas in the house for sixty-seven days, sixteen hours, twenty-four minutes and forty-eight seconds. I make due cooking in my “highly efficiently designed” trailer kitchen – mostly crockpot and microwave dinners. I haven’t used the oven since I set the trailer on fire. As for the shower – well, I sit in the half bath (the bath is literally half the size of a regular bath tub) and clean up that way. The water heater is a 6-gallon tank. By the time I get the water temp just right (somewhere between scalding hot and freezing cold) the hot water runs out. The girls take a bath. And Mike…I’m not convinced he showers at all.

In the very early days of living in the trailer we had not diverted the house water into the trailer line. We had just filled the water tank on the trailer with a hose and shut the water off to our house. Mike went away to work and I was left with the girls and a quickly depleted water supply. Suffice it to say, by the time Mike came home (two days later) the girls and I had all enjoyed showers with pure, filtered bottle water from the “mountains and springs” of Arrowhead. My hair never looked so good.

Most days I feel like I live in a luxury portable toilet. So, I spend a lot of time working on the house. Living in the trailer pushes us every day to get the house closer to completion because, just “fine” sucks.

Just in case you’re curious, here’s some pics (maybe this will get you over to my house in sympathy)

I title this next picture: Lost All Shame

Our “Media Center”:


The rest of the kitchen (‘cuz you know…it’s so big it wouldn’t fit in one pic…):

Tons of storage:

P.s. If you’re wondering what’s going on in the house, don’t worry, it looks amazing. We are just re-running all of the old plumbing, gas and electrical we had to remove from the first floor when we were demoing everything. It’s like slow rewinding our demo days. 🙂 Next time you ask me about living in a trailer, relate it to something you saw on my blog, such as, “How’s taking a shower sitting down these days?” Or, “Ever figure out what’s in that bucket under the fruit?”

P.p.s. That orange bucket under the ice maker in the last pic, that’s my “fruit bucket”.