Wednesday, April 29, 2009

!

Nothing could have prepared me for how totally insane our house looks. I walked through it a bit, and all of the rooms felt so weirdly small, despite being open to the sky and/or the backyard. Tomorrow looks clear, but after that we're going to have 5 days of rain. The big question on both of our minds is: Will the world's biggest tarp be enough to protect our floors?





View from the front door towards the backyard

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Roofless in Raleigh

This is the vision that greeted us today:





I couldn't help myself, and went inside and climbed up the pull-down ladder into the attic. Kind of a cool view, as long as you don't actually have to live in the house!


The backyard crap pile - and you can [sort of] see the slab has been poured


Another surprise: These irises finally bloomed this year! I took this as a sign (although of what, exactly, I'm not sure).

Monday, April 20, 2009

Progress

We have a hole! And as soon as it stops raining (again), it will be filled with glorious concrete. That's our 4-foot extension, which looked way smaller but Evan measured it and now I'm convinced.

Monday, April 6, 2009

Thwarted by the Rain

Craven had planned to come by today and start pouring the slab in the backyard, but torrential rain and a tornado warning got in the way. I'm hoping that this isn't the start of a trend - I don't like being mocked by the weather gods. But I can't complain too much, as it is apparently snowing in Minneapolis - WTF? Don't they know it's April?

Friday, April 3, 2009

And We're Off!

Evan just left with our first load of crap, and so it begins. We now have two empty bookshelves that look eager for a good dusting and a new home. Although this is technically the beginning, I don't know that it warrants photographic documentation. So instead, here's a little timeline of the house's metamorphoses:

1948-1999


2000-2009 (although that willow tree got the axe in 2005)


2009 -


Craven is coming by on Monday to start on the foundation work in the back, and after Easter, we'll be all moved out and the roof can come off. Whenever we talk about tearing the roof off, Charlie tells us, "No! You cannot do that it. It is not made of paper. You will have to take it off very carefully." I can't wait to bring him over once the construction is under way. I think it will blow his tiny mind.