October 25
There’s Larry hard at work, ripping out my bathroom.
And it’s gone! I’ve still got plumbing, if that counts.
Looking from the bathroom to the pantry and the great beyond.
The roof in this section is an issue. There’s I think 3 levels of roof joined together in a very problematic way. It has caused lots of leakage and rot. That’s why the whole bathroom, pantry and enclosed back porch area had to be ripped off.
Steve is the first person who looked at the roof, in this area and said he could fix it. We have asked many times over the years and nobody wanted to do a little extra work and tackle it.
The solid rock foundation the bath tub was sitting on. This was also featured in the devotion, written by Chad and shared in the very first blog post.
Beams! ❤️
These will be discussed later.
This is the porch room again. I’m not sure what changed from
the last pic to this one. I may have wanted a pic from a different angle. It’s been quite a few months.
The only closet in the entire house, located in the master bedroom. This will also be discussed later.
My great grandma, Nanny, used to piddle around in this closet, all the time. My grandparents never used it for anything, but storage space.
There’s Dad checking out the dirt. I’m pretty sure it’s weird seeing your childhood home stripped down to the barest of the bare bones. We’re just getting started. It’s not stripped down good, yet!
View from the kitchen looking out the back door
The original entry area. The guys are always good about trying to lock up and keep critters, both animal and human out. We had an epic fail, as you will see in a later blog. It’s as hysterically
funny as it is just plain crazy that it happened.
I can see beneath the front porch from inside the house. Wait, is it still considered inside if I’m missing part of an outer wall?
Bah Humbug! The living room fireplace cracked and split when they took out the subfloor. There was nothing but sand holding it together and maybe a tiny bit of mortar, but mostly sand.
Another shot showing beneath the edge of the front porch, where it connects, no was pushed up against the house.
What a story that is! If you’ve never heard it, my Grandaddy had a man build the front porch. When my Grandaddy got home from work, the porch was built, but it was away from the house. Well, Grandaddy told the man and told him he had to fix it. The man had been drinking all day, so he got in his car and used his bumper to push the porch against the house. My Grandaddy was such a kind soul that he paid the man and let him go on his merry way. He should have made him start over and do it right, but that might hurt the man’s feelings.
Guys, Try. Me. Kidding! Not a single day have I ever worried that this group of guys would do something shady. I am very blessed to have found 3 good men to work on my house! They all know I think they are the best too.
The original front door. It’s held shut by the board, more than likely nailed shut. At this point, it will no longer lock.
These are the 3 glass panes that now grace my beautiful custom front door.
The bedroom fireplace. I asked for it to be taken out. I don’t want a fireplace in the master.
Since I talked about Grandaddy tonight, I’ll close with his favorite hymn. Parts of it were quoted at his funeral.
Why should I feel discouraged,
Why should the shadows come,
Why should my heart be lonely,
And long for Heav’n and home,
When Jesus is my portion?
My constant friend is He:
His eye is on the sparrow,
And I know He watches me;
His eye is on the sparrow,
And I know He watches me.
Refrain
I sing because I’m happy,
I sing because I’m free,
For His eye is on the sparrow,
And I know He watches me.
Let not your heart be troubled,
His tender word I hear,
And resting on His goodness,
I lose my doubts and fears;
Though by the path He leadeth,
But one step I may see;
His eye is on the sparrow,
And I know He watches me;
His eye is on the sparrow,
And I know He watches me.
Refrain
Whenever I am tempted,
Whenever clouds arise,
When songs give place to sighing,
When hope within me dies,
I draw the closer to Him,
From care He sets me free;
His eye is on the sparrow,
And I know He watches me;
His eye is on the sparrow,
And I know He watches me.
Refrain
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