I love our homes location, but have never loved the house. When I was working this rarely bothered me, as I was hardly ever in it, but after being forced to quit working by my family and doctors the house has bothered me more, and more.
Last year after finding a floor plan that would fit our home I convinced my husband to start on a remodel. For part of the remodel we had to relocate stairs to the basement. The only place to put them was under the slab, that was supposed to be a front porch. Only it faced the back yard, because this house is an old prefab, and had been put on the lot backwards…. You can start to see why I have never loved the house. 🙂
We enclosed the concrete slab and incorporated it into the living room, and relocated the basement stairs. Beings the new addition went to the edge of the roof, leaving no overhang we had to redo the rood on that side of the house and input new eves. We waited until fall when we have the best weather. Usually. Labor day weekend we pulled the roof off and put tarps on it to protect it from the forecast rain. My husband then left the house to go buy his buddies dinner out as a thank you for helping, 15 minutes later the tornado sirens went off, 5 minutes later the entire west side of the interior of my house was soaking wet.
We had been remodeling the house very slowly over the last couple of years. Doing what we could as we could afford it. Slow going considering my loss of income and the mounting medical bills. After the “it’s raining IN my house” incident though we decided to go ahead and do a full gutting. Insurance paid to replace the west side of the house, part of which had already been remodeled. The photo above is looking in from what used to be the living room, into what used to be my master bedroom. Because the front door of my house walked into the kitchen – remember the whole backwards house thing I told you about – we were already planning on moving the kitchen onto the master bedroom area. Our electricians told us if we were going to do it we needed to do it now, so we gutted the east side of the house too. We had to take out a small loan to cover the kitchen cabinets, rest of the flooring, and additional drywall. Luckily my husband is handy and he did (is still doing) the work for anything not covered by insurance himself. Actually this is the 4th house we have lived in and done major remodel job on. We’re those worst house in the best neighborhood people. Anyway it was very weird to have workers in the house tearing things apart and putting them back together, when your used to doing everything yourself.
Now the kitchen is moved and this week my husband moved my bed from the basement into my new master bedroom area, and it’s starting to happen, I’m starting to love my home.