Things We’ve Learned During House Demo

For the first time in a long time I was ready to welcome this week’s Monday. Not because I was looking forward to a productive day or anything like that (Ha, ya right), but because I wasn’t going to be doing manual labor all day! At least, not until Chase got off work and we headed back to the house to finish ripping up carpet.

Actually, it hasn’t been that bad. However, I do not remember the last time I have done this much manual labor. Which is sad. My body hurts all over, in places I didn’t know could hurt. With two days and most of the demo behind us, I have learned a few things. Some of these things have been learned the hard way, and some of these things have been heart warming.

  • Swinging a sledgehammer at things is great for working out some personal issues.
  • People used to love covering up beautiful hardwood floors with hideous carpet.
  • And they loved to cover the walls with wood paneling.
  • Assume the wire is live.
  • The phrase “they don’t make things like they used to” is 100% true.
  • Those “things” are cabinets that have been in our house since it was built, in 1958, and they would have survived the apocalypse.
  • Ripping up carpet in a house that has been empty for several months is a terrifying, disgusting experience that assaults all five senses.
  • Working in triple digit weather will cause for you to look for a screwdriver for 15 minutes only to find it right in front of you. This will happen multiple times.
  • When you buy the most run-down house in the neighborhood your neighbors will stop by, introduce themselves, and offer to help because they are so happy it is getting fixed up.
  • Tearing up linoleum is a b-i-t-c-h.
  • Breaking through walls to find old, exposed brick will literally make you jump up and down with excitement and make all the blood, sweat, and tears worth it.
  • Last but not least, we would be lost without our family there to lend a helping hand. By helping hand I mean my construction working father showing us how to do everything.

There will be more, many more, I am sure. We woke up early on Saturday and Sunday morning eager to get over to the house and start work, and we dragged our tired butts home each night thankful to be done for the day. It has been one of the most rewarding weekends in a long time, and my heart almost bursts whenever I think about how we are working on our future home and how both our families have been bending over backwards to help us.

Like I said, some of these lessons have been learned the hard way, but at the end of the day I am always reminded how great of a decision this house was.





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