Just When I Thought It WAs Safe To Go Back Into The Water…
..I was attacked by more rotten shingles.
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WAS it a surprise attack ?
Yes! I didn’t see it coming!
Oh no, how can you stand much more? But I know you’ll tackle it with the same determination that you do with everything else on the Cross House. Keep up the good work.
Damn those shingles!!!
What the…? How did that happen? When did you notice those shingles being “punky”? I am starting to think that this house has a mind of its own. She wants to be a classy lady but yet wants to keep her trashy, bad girl side too. Damn you, south side! As one of my old Italian clients once said, “Basta!!!!”
Better to find them now, while you are up there. Let’s hope she isn’t hiding any more surprises. Gotta get moving along…
Rotten luck! Good it looks to be 30 to 35 pieces, not 30 zillion. At this point it does feels like 30 zillion.
Needless, to say you will dash past this rotten horror spot. Good God, only a spot! Only a spot! Only a spot!
Looking back six long repairs and paint years ago today leaves us all breathless with the finish line closer than ever before.
Restoring Ross, positive skilled endurance, steady superman flying toward the goal, a restoring genius. Brilliant!
We are all awestruck!
*To my eye, it looks like you discovered them just before you were going to take the scaffolding down and AFTER they already had a coat of paint on them. Bravo! Many of us would have resisted replacing them while on the grant deadline and decided to go back later. The grant people would never have known. Going back later would be easy to forget about, becoming. …later, …later, …never, or until the rot spread to be a bigger problem.
*Again you inspire me to do things right the first time even if my mind has moved on to the next project.
Call me Pollyanna, but is it not energizing that you can stand on that scaffold or on that spot and see the end in sight? And every day the mass gets smaller and smaller. I can imagine your jubilation when you open that green paint for the last time and turn your attention elsewhere.. I am in no way minimalising the effort still remaining, but THIS YEAR baby!
Yay! The end is in site! Yes you have discovered more rotten shingles— but it is waning and you will begin to approach last vestige of rotten and deteriorated shingles! There will be a last effort and the green paint will eventually not be needed and that is this year!! The sixth year of restoration of this beauty!
Yay! Yay! Yay!
Bravo Ross!
On the home stretch!
🙂
Sorry about that Ross. However… you are almost finished! Wheeeee!
Oh no! I finally caught up to present day. I found your first blog post about kitchens on Pinterest about a week ago and got sucked up into your restoration journey. I have a turn of the century house in Wichita that is in that transition from Queen Anne Victorian to Craftsman. I too am looking to redo my 1960’s remuddled kitchen in a way that is modern but cohesive with the rest of my mostly untouched house. Much luck!
Ross picks up a piece of new shingle and his trusty nail gun. “Back you rotting stinky shingles! Back I say! “ The bad shingles lunge forward, but Ross uses his cat like reflexes and blocks them with his newly crafted shingle! He shoots a round of nails into the rotting mass! Pew Pew! “Get off my house NOW!” The rotting stinky shingles comply, whimpering as they jump down 2 stories. They slink off, leaving a smelly slime trail behind them! New Cat whispers “ I knew MY human would win!”
How beautiful that stained glass window is!