Dry Rot Galore, Part 2
Mills Custom Homes tackles the dry rot, a very sturdy Ace bandage rather than a final solution.
Mills Custom Homes tackles the dry rot, a very sturdy Ace bandage rather than a final solution.
Step one of dealing with the dry rot: documenting just how bad it is around the house.
Cleaning out the last of the stables, the tack room and the office, under a giant quantity of bird crap.
The third stall was chock full of nursery pots that tumbled out when you opened the door. The stable cleanout continues.
A new roof for the stables, built from railroad ties, telephone poles and old warehouse beams, buys us time to decide its future.
Feeling guilty about the small creatures we accidentally harm, and making my office windows safer for birds.
Clearing out a stall in the stables packed with plastic nursery pots.
Our ducts were so incredibly dirty the cleaners went through a couple of brushes, and found a tiny skeleton.
A year ago today, the septic tank was replaced. Here are some unseen videos from day one.
In a year and a bit, we’ve crossed off about two-thirds of the original project list.
A summer project: how much rainwater could we catch from our roofs? About 60,000 gallons.
A termite funnel above the washer and dryer leads to an inspection, and treatment, under the entire house.
The rotting utility closet door outside gets replaced with one that’s actually meant for outdoors.
Our water is very hard, so here’s how we soften it, and why that makes it taste a bit salty.
Our disaster preparedness kit gets a serious upgrade, all stowed in a Pelican case.
Rebuilding the water-damaged closet off the great room that no one told us about, down to the studs and through the teak floor.
Before, mockup and after shots of the blue room, with the couch we wanted in blue and grey.
The trench is filled, the river rocks are raked, and we now have a lovely new hot tub.
The old hot tub’s circuit was a half-assed mess of shared power and rotted wiring, so the new tub gets a proper 220V circuit in a fresh trench.
Learning to paint textured interior walls, starting with spackle and primer, as the purple room nears its end.
Prepping the purple bedroom for paint: lots of spackle, two useless phone jacks plugged and a growth chart about to disappear.
Building a better floorplan of the house with a laser tape measure, after trying a few apps that didn’t quite work.
A very corroded pool light bulb, because the previous owner wouldn’t spend a few extra dollars on a new housing seal.
The 35-year-old hot tub that came with the house turned green, and the plastic was disintegrating, so it’s time to find a new one.
Spreading the giant piles of wood chips around the property, a few cubic feet at a time. Who needs a gym?
Photos of the long section of fence Agent Smith and his father finished last month.
The grinders arrive to tackle the trash heap, and promptly get stuck in thick, heavy mud.
Pool chemistry lessons after the circulation pooped out, plus other watery issues the previous owners left us.
Looking back at the original June project list and striking off what’s done.
Agent Smith and his dad take down the derelict little stable on the south side, all the way to the quasi-foundation in one day.
