Good times.
The gas was turned off last Wednesday and on Thursday we had a monsoon (okay, not really and I probably shouldn't even joke like that after the tsunami and tornado warnings we've had lately) so Mark was unable to actually replace the rusted out pipe. After much conversing with a few people who seemed to have a clue, a patch idea was figured out so we could get gas back into the house for such things as heat. He applied that and we got the gas back on. Now that the weather is gorgeous and he's off work for a few days to get things done around here, he's shut the gas off again and removed that section of pipe so it will be fixed correctly and we can keep our gas on through the next storm I'm sure is coming soon.
On the roof front, well things just couldn't be easy with anything as we are finding out. The company that built this house (*cough* Silvercrest *cough*) went way cheap and glued the plywood down rather than nailing it and then used staples to put the shingles on instead of roofing nails. What does this mean an uninformed person like myself asks? Well, it means that when they rip up the shingles, instead of the nails coming with them, the shingles rip through the nails leaving them in the plywood so all several thousand staples have to be removed by hand. On the plywood side, it means that where we have to remove and replace sheets of plywood due to their shoddy construction and things like lack of venting of the boys' bathroom, it's a much more difficult process that can lead to more even more repair as frame work ends up being destroyed at the same time. When it's done, it will be done correctly but man it's a pita for the guys up there doing the work. I'd also like to note that if you are having your roof replaced, the smart thing is to leave the house until they are done with the removal. I keep expecting someone to crash through the ceiling at any moment and the banging has me jumping out of my skin constantly.
To top off all the fun, when picking up the living room last night Jonathan picked up one of the cans of paint from it's safe little corner and balanced it precariously on a stack of tipsy boxes. Matthew went walking past not paying attention and the next thing we know, there is a gallon of Cocoa Puff paint all over the carpet. This at 9p when Mark was about to start working on dinner. Good times!
But in good news, the closet of the master bedroom is finally patched and painted. Still need to do the baseboards but we plan on replacing most of those in there so we'll buy new, paint, and then install after the carpeting goes in. What it means tho is that as soon as the touch-up stuff dries, I can start moving stuff back in there and hopefully get this huge pile of crap at the foot of my bed dealt with and either in the closet or packed up to the storage locker (or Goodwill).
In other good news, our neighbor whose house burned down 5mos again just had his new house delivered. It will make it easier to sell our place with a nice, new home next door rather than a vacant lot or his old ratty place.
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