The Roof is On Fire

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I wish. Then I wouldn’t have spent three days working on it. My gawd it’s awful work. I would never be a roofer. It’s hot, and I don’t mean just the air around you, but physically the asphalt shingles will burn your skin. The good news is, I got a great tan, the bad news is, well there is just waaaay too much bad news. Tan lines, broken lights, finding out the past owners connected copper to galvanized fittings, I’m sure there’s a bunch more. Plus one of our friends fell off the roof and had to go to the ER for stitches.

Basically three days of back breaking work in the (ridiculously) hot sun and we still have almost half of our trusses still on the roof that need to come down.

I feel like I should be wearing one of those shirts that says something witty like, “I’ve been to hell and back and all I got was this stupid shirt”. Because we thought it would take us one day of work to be where we are right now. And all I can say is I am so thankful that I go to work today (so does Mike). My real job suddenly feels like Christmas.

I can’t ignore that we did make some progress. Our new floor trusses get delivered this Friday and we are (mostly) ready for them. Slow progress is still progress (I read that on someone’s Facebook once – of course it was about working out at the gym).

This is a pic of the trusses over the current master bedroom that still need to come down:
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(Don’t judge, that fan has to be cut out.)

Trusses over the room the girls shared that need to come down as well:
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What you don’t see in the pic above is Mike. I cropped him out because the look on his face was priceless: a mashup of pain and disbelief.

Yeah, we are in the thick of it now people. There’s no turning back.

Here’s a pic showing the trusses, plywood, and plumbing we removed over the garage. In case you’re curious, all the plumbing, gas lines, ducting and electrical had to be pulled back. We will re-run all of those once the house is framed.
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The first wall is up!
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The second wall is up! Can you see where my front door and window will be? Pretty exciting!!!
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And for us visual learners…

The mantra I keep telling myself is this is the last of the demo. Once this is done everything else will be a straight build.


Nuts and Bolts

This part wasn’t very interesting (maybe because I only drilled a few holes myself), but Mike, who drilled over 60 holes into our slab thought I should write about it. I think he should write about it.

Guess who’s writing about it…

Yesterday was “special inspection day”. We had a deputy inspector come out and watch Mike clean, prep, and epoxy everysinglehole. One hole at a time. Does this sound expensive? It is. It’s expensive for a few reasons, one, we have to drill each hole with a hammer drill an average of 12″ into the existing footers and in some places up to 9″ on center – it is all dependent on the shear wall schedule – it’s intense and pointless to go into, but let’s just say, in case of another Northridge quake, I know our walls will not be coming down. Two, we have to fill each hole with an epoxy anchor adhesive that’s price changes more often than gas, it hardens to over 14,000 psi. I’m told it will withstand the apocalypse. Three, we have to pay a “deputy inspector” (guy with a certificate and can charge whatever price he wants) to watch us fill the holes with epoxy and rebar.

After the deputy inspector watches us fill each hole, according to the engineered details on our blueprints, he writes a report we submit with our footing inspection before we can pour our footers and slab. And even before we do that we have to have our engineer come out and check all of our epoxied rebar and the report from the deputy and sign his own report verifying we built it as planned.


Bored enough yet? I wish I could make this more interesting but I.just.can’t.

Here’s some awesome pics.
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P.S. we passed our “special inspection”.

Now if we can just get all our footers dug and forms up we may be able to pour that slab next week!

D-Day July 23, 2013

The day started like any other day, Mike and I rolling out of bed a little bit later than we should have, stumbling around the house like hungry zombies until we got our morning coffee pouring through our veins. However, in the air was something different, it held a hint of anticipation muddled with fear…blah blah blah and that is how I would start my great memoir should I ever write one. But this is a blog, enough with the wordy wordy stuff.

Mike wanted to start demoing in our bathroom, I (nicely) told him that was crazy and he should start demoing somewhere that we don’t utilize everyotherhouroftheday. He agreed and we began tearing off the drywall in the garage.

It would have been easy, except it looked like this:
and this:

You like that beverage jar? I got it at Costco.

You can say it, Mike and I may be procrastinators.

We had a lot of packing to do and dismantling of cabinets. I won’t go into any of the boring details (I wouldn’t want to lose what few readers I have). But eventually the garage looked like this:

We then moved on to the inside living room wall:

Then the kitchen:

Then the exterior wall outside of our bedroom. And the next morning I awoke to this:

Pretty awesome night light, right? It’s daylight showing through the outlet since we have no exterior wall.

We also have blackout curtains in our bedroom. Did I mention we may be procrastinators?

That was the last night we slept inside our house. Why? Because we have no front door, no air, and no hot water. We are now sleeping in the trailer. Yay.

Day 2, 3 and 4 of demo all felt pretty much the same. We tore drywall off of walls, pulled out insulation, cut/jack-hammered out foundations. On day 5 Mike and I both had to go to our real jobs. It was like a vacation. No joke. Day 6 Mike was still at work and I was at home and somewhere along the way I had promised to make this:

Look like this:

I must be crazy, that stuff was freaking heavy.

Day 7 Mike came home and he started drilling. And that marked the end of the demo. Now we are digging ditches and building forms.


It’s happening people! This sh*t is real.


It’s just a little hole in the wall

The first day of demolition, or D-day as Mike has casually been referring to it, a.k.a. the true beginning of our possible demise, is tentatively set for this Tuesday, July 23rd. I know what you’re thinking, it’s been like two weeks and we’ve done nothing. Well, we’ve done some stuff, we started packing and we paid a ton of fees…that felt like a lot. Plus, we also enjoyed some family and friends time before taking the plunge into this deep hole.

Enough with the excuses, basically we are freaking the f out. This is huge people. HUGE. We are taking the roof off of our freaking house! It’s like cutting into the biggest cake you’ve ever cut into, where the heck do you put the knife?

Sorry about the language, I get a little trashy when I’m nervous.


This is my kitchen, it’s messy. I. don’t. care. This is the cleanest you will see it for the next several months. This doesn’t bother me one bit. I’m over it. In fact, not having to keep everything neat/tidy/clean allthetime feels pretty liberating.


Take another look at my kitchen and focus in on that red arrow.
If you’re colorblind you won’t be able to see this, I’m sorry life’s not fair like that.


That little shadow is not a not a bad lighting issue or a crack in my lens or any other excuse you may help me come up with.

That little shadow represents the bain of my existence right now.

That represents the absolute ignorance of the diy’s.

At some point, waaaaay before M and I lived in this house (because we’d like to think we would never have done such a thing and I’d like to think you wouldn’t either). A previous owner decided they didn’t like the beam that used to be there and they cut it out.

I think they used a steak knife.


See that sawed off piece of wood, that’s the remnants of a structural beam. I wasn’t joking when I said they used a steak knife. Look at those jagged edges, what was that a chisel?



It spanned from wall to wall, where the cabinets are to the header above the sliding glass door. It dipped into the kitchen by a measly 10″ can you say shoulda been a soffit or a nice exposed beam?

If that’s the only surprise we find during this master endeavor I think I’ll survive. We have to pull that stump out and put in a new beam because 1. The roof is unsupported, did you happen to notice the cracking in the beam and the 2×6 under the beam? No? Scroll up, it’s there. Imagine another Northridge quake…I predict a much bigger hole than the one we made. And 2. The new second floor connects to a girder truss that happens to rest on that beam.


So, what do you think? Are there any previous edits made in your house that make you shake your head?

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