Showing posts with label oopsy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label oopsy. Show all posts

Saturday, February 1, 2014

A Minor Breakthrough

These windows are the only way into our attic.  You have to use a ladder to get up on the porch roof to get to them.  We'd like to change that.

We had an architect come by to look at the space to make sure it's feasible to put the number of bedrooms we want up there.

There's plywood on the joists so you can walk around, but it's not everywhere.  He managed to find one of the open spots.

 
It was like something out of a slapstick routine.  I was just sitting in the living room working when there was a thud.  When I went to check it out, there was a leg sticking through the ceiling.

Thankfully, he wasn't hurt, and the way I see it, we got a jump start on the demolition for putting in the staircase. 

Thursday, March 8, 2012

It's Always Something

When the guys put in the new porch floor, they managed to cut through the floor in Rob's office.

We think they were cutting the old floor out from underneath and didn't realize there was a bumpout.

That bump out has been quite the source of confusion. The engineer thought our foundation ended under the bumpout and not at the perimeter of the porch, which caused all sorts of issues (but ultimately meant a bigger addition downstairs.) Of course, that also means the porch is now the roof for Rob's office and the wine cellar...Sure hope that tar paper they put under the tongue and groove holds up!

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

I Hate the Plumbers -- Part 1

I don't mind that they broke the pot so much, as I mind that they put the pieces neatly back together and tried to hide that they broke the pot. Urgh.