This Dilapidated Farmhouse, Part 5

I probably shouldn't even be showing you this. It's shameful. It's ugly. It's sad.

Just look away...nothing to see here...move along, people.

*sigh* OK, fine!

This is the current state of the second story of my house.

This right here will one day be my office.

Of course, it will be after it has walls....

and a ceiling.

You know, the nice thing about renovating an old farmhouse is that I have no latent aggression whatsoever.

If I ever feel the need to ring someone's neck, I just mosey on upstairs and start knocking down walls.

If anyone feels the need to do the same, come right on over. I won't even charge you for it.

It's just the kind of gal I am.

See that door at the end of the hallway there? It will eventually be gone, replaced by a full walk-through closet leading from my bedroom (on the right) to the bathroom (on the left).

This room right here will be the guest room. Where the wall was taken out will be a closet on one side, then the wall replaced on the rest (I think my uncle got a little carried away).

At least all the plaster is out here. I just have to rip the lathe out now.

Here's my bedroom again. There's still a lot of plaster in here.

*sobs*

This will be the bathroom. I plan on (for the first time in my life) having a nice, big, deep tub.

Those little combo shower/tubs annoy me. You can't fill them up enough to really have a nice soak. The water only covers half of you...what's the point of that?

So, seperate shower and a deep clawfoot tub will be in order here.

This picture below is where the door will be for my walk-though closet.

You can see it, right?

Right?

*tap, tap* Is this thing on?

This is the view from my bedroom window, which is why I chose this room as the master bedroom--a full view of the horse paddocks.

Why else?

Eventually these buildings will be painted to match the new shed further out, and of course any day now a second shed is being delivered and will be set out near that one. These older buildings up close (pump house, cellar, and smoke house) will also be roofed.

I can also see this right outside my bedroom.

The old windmill--right by the pump house. We could take it out, but I like it--it's historic (no one else around here still has one this close to the house) and I like to hang flower baskets from it in the summer.

It adds character, I think. The old hand pump is also below it and I plan on getting a new handle for it and painting it bright red.

I even plan on adding handrails for the stairs. That might come in handy in the middle of the night, right?

Look at all that mess.... The reason I'm posting all this now, is so that after March 4th I'll have something to compare our progress with. That's when the construction dumpster arrives.

It's only got to get better from here, right?

Before we get carried away, I thought I'd snap a photo of the new roof. The only thing original up there are the 2x4's. It has all new decking, new supports, new vents, and a new top.

Pretty slick, huh?

I thought so.

This is a picture looking into what will be my bedroom. I thought it looked kind of creepy.

I wonder if Ghost Hunters will show up soon?

Here's another look into the guest room (from the bathroom).

That actually used to be my room, when I lived here before. Of course back then it had carpet, walls and a ceiling.

Looks kinda different now.

What's fun is discovering all the stuff hiding within the layers of paneling (which is all gone now), wallpaper, and plaster.

I think this says "Alvin sleeps in." Who Alvin was and why someone decided to write on the wall about what a lazy guy he was, we'll never know.

Alvin apparently wrote on walls, too.

Being Lazy Alvin, he only got the first two letters done.

I love looking at the layers of old wallpaper. Some of it must have been kind of pretty.

Lots of flowery stuff--I'm sure the guys were thrilled about that.

Lots of ferns, too....

Now, this next picture is plain gross, but it shows exactly why we're stripping things down to the degree that we are.

MOLD!!! Ewwww.....

I think I'll sleep better knowing that stuff isn't growing in the walls anymore. Ick!

Not sure what this note was about.

8 ft? I understand writing measurements but this was really quite boldly written. Whoever wrote this, meant it. They weren't kidding around, Alvin.

This one is another mystery.

"M." "M" stands for "Mystery."

Here's the ceiling in the hallway. I tell you what, this is the nastiest part of the job. There is no easy way to get all this stuff down without pulling a lot of it on top of you.

Er, what I meant to say was, it's sooooo much FUN! You all need to come join in on all this fun. Whoopie!! I'll even provide the tools.

It's just the kind of gal I am.