I discovered, a year and a half ago, that the back of my house is falling off. Yeah, I'm being dramatic (though not inaccurate). It was only in discussions with structural engineers, which we engaged to circumvent any nasty surprises (while planning to do this reno), that we made the unpleasant discovery. It isn't the kind of news a homeowner welcomes. In truth, our house is needy. It is old. Really old. (Well, not I live in ye olde England old, but you get the point.) We did that initial structural review (which, btw, is still not finished) because we intend to live in our house as we undertake the following:
- New kitchen, all the way
- New back room (behind kitchen) - this requires digging out
- New sewga room (above back room)
- Cantilevered awning over pre-existing deck
Possible additions to this (cost depending - and depending on pending structural feedback):
- Digging out the basement between the front of the house (which already has a basement) and the new addition (which may get a basement). There's a section under the kitchen where the basement ends.
- Redoing the bathroom that abuts the sewga room. It's in bad shape and has been for 15 years. While everything's a mess, why not get it over with? (Answer: Time and money, potentially)
Here's the trajectory of my days, lately: I get up and walk to work at some stupid hour to do a ridiculous number of briefings that require my constant concentration for somewhere between 8 - 10 hours. (I do mean constant.) I eat something at some point. Then I go home (also potentially at some stupid hour), do yoga, check emails / do more work, eat something. Then I discuss the important reno decisions with my husband (aka the most stubborn person on the planet) and we get into a big fight.* Then we drink half a bottle of wine, nurse our bruises and watch TV for an hour. Finish that up with very well-deserved sleep. Repeat.
You can see why I haven't been appearing daily. I promise to make my next post about the "fun" elements of renovation: getting lots of money from the bank! intelligent design! beautiful end results!
(OK, I don't know if I promise that, but I'll come back with something...)
PS: My husband and I are getting much better at fighting about renovations.
*Allow me to clarify: In a fighting contest, we'd be runners up to Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie in that movie about the spies who try to kill each other.