Holiday vacation? What Vacation? I can't wait to go back to work just so I can slow down my heart rate. My brother flew in from Jacksonville for Christmas break but it wasn't to relax. We had work to do and that work multiplied at every turn. We were originally supposed to replace some of the original plaster and lath mess, put the window I picked up many moons ago in and paint the tiny room at my mom's house. At the end of our whirl-wind week of work days that began at 8am and ended many nights not before 11:30pm, we have taken out ceiling and walls of plaster and lath, rewired outlets and lights, straightened ceilings and walls, put in the window, took out a different window altogether framed it in and covered it over, removed a chimney that only existed on the second floor of the home we found buried in the walls (Very safe, wouldn't you say?), removed a wall separating that tiny room from another tiny room making one less tiny room out of the two, framed in a new large closet, framed in the new doorway for the new space, insulated, hung drywall and secured her railing that used to pull out of the wall at the top of the staircase. Now my mom just left to take my brother to the airport and I feel I can breathe again for the first time in a week!
Things were stressful when we had so much torn down and so little time to make it function again. We had to put it together enough so the furniture and things that lived there could go back to their rightful home at least until we had the time to finish the job completely at a later date. She had shelves and clothes and chairs and all sorts of nicknacks everywhere else in the house to make room for the demolition. My mom was a bit panicked when her home was torn up and my brother and I are banging and cutting pieces of it up and throwing them out the window onto the lawn below. I can't say I blame her, dust everywhere and tools strewn about and materials leaning waiting for their turn to take their place in the new room.
Our Aunt came over some days and assisted in dragging the junk out of our way and our Uncle took a few trips to the dump for us to dispose of the large mound of 1870's home we had laying in the grass and snow outside. Overall it was a great week with my brother and the rest of the family that helped and hung out to entertain us and keep the mood light and I really like working with my brother so it was a good experience. I can't say I'm looking all that forward to the demolition and rebuilding of the other half of the room or the taping and mudding, painting and trimming of the entire space but we will get it done in time. For now it's a much larger spot for mom's crap to go and that is more then we expected Santa to fit down that half a chimney so we feel pretty good about our "Christmas not-such-a-break"!
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