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The one where the project gets a whole lot more complicated.

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Because nothing is ever simple at Casa River.

Tear down of the front porch is complete…

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And this is the composite decking color I chose.

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It’s called Rocky Harbor, clay toned with a little grey. I thought this would be the next step in the replacement process but my husband had other ideas.

See the wall behind the porch with 3 windows and a door?

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Husband will have to remove some of the lower siding and since he can’t find an exact color match he decided he wants to change it….

So he came home with this.

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A catalog for fake stone siding. Easy to install and lightweight…

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It gives the look of stone without the hassle or high price.

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He chose the Santa Fe color, which admittedly looked pretty good… and brought home a sample.

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Which looked anything but good in real life.

Cheap, plastic-y and not convincing anyone it was stone… it looked like the skirting they put under trailers in the 70’s.

And since my motto is if you’re going to do something you might as well do it right….

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I took my husband to the store to look at actual stone. He wasn’t thrilled as it’s a lot more expensive and much harder to work with…. but since it was his idea to replace the old siding (instead of carefully removing it and putting it back on) he couldn’t really argue.

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I brought these two samples home.

There are going to be issues. Three windows and a door to cut around. Depth discrepancies. And the conundrum of how to marry corners- one edge stone and one edge vinyl siding.

No one seems to be able to answer our questions but the lumber store is having a trade show with the stone distributors soon, so we’ll attend and hopefully learn how to install stone properly.

Wish us luck.

I have a feeling we’ll need it.

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And the demolition continues…

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It’s been slow going but the tear down of our old front porch is fully underway.

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All the decking has been removed and even though the posts are not load bearing my husband propped up a temporary support .

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In his typical professional fashion.

Sigh.

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Sure.

That looks stable…

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Lots of rotted wood had to be removed because there was no j channel under the door, or under any of the porch siding.

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He’s trying to keep as much of the old frame as he can. Even if it is a wee bit crooked. Those cement posts are buried 3 feet down and there’s no way we’re moving them.

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Does my husband know what he’s doing?

Not really. Just enough to be dangerous.

That’s what makes it blog worthy.

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Showing a girl a good time.

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Never let it be said my husband doesn’t keep life interesting.

The other day was picture perfect. Clear skies, bright sunshine and fabulously moderate temperatures in the low 70’s. The kind of day that lends itself to outdoor adventures.

So when my spouse told me to get dressed because we were taking a ride up the coast, I was thrilled.

But I should have known better.

Oh, we drove up the coast…

But not to a scenic coastal village.

No…

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My husband took me to the dump.

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But not just any dump.. the huge, drive your truck in and throw absolutely anything under the sun away dump… which for him consisted of the old front porch he’d just torn down.

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Lucky me.

The place recently implemented a hard hat rule so I had to stay in the truck and missed being narrowly hit by flying trash.

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As you’re dumping, they’re pushing the refuse back with bulldozers … which can get a little hairy.

And oh…

Did I mention the smell?

Let’s just say it wasn’t the beach rose and crisp ocean air I was expecting.

😳

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Porch tear down part 2.

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Be careful when you open our front door.

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That first step is a killer.

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Tear down continues and as you can see, my husband is thrilled I’m photographing the process.

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There’s so much more rotted wood than he originally thought …

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Which means more work, not to mention money.

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Thankfully I’m the one who wanted to wait for the contractor to do this job, so he can’t blame me.

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Did I mention there were rocks?

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So many rocks underfoot, though I have no idea why. If it was to help with drainage they failed miserably as all the soil flows down from the lawn towards the house.

And so it begins.

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Tear down of our old rotted front porch has commenced.

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This is the part I’m more than happy to have my husband do.

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It keeps him busy and there’s no finesse or fine tuning required.

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Of course once he starts… he looks around and thinks about replacing more than just the decking.

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And as with any project at our house…

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Rotted wood we never knew about is discovered.

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He was hoping he wouldn’t have to replace the frame underneath…

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But so much of it is bad he’ll have to.

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Sigh…

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Such bad timing.

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My spouse is getting ready to rip down our front porch and rebuild it. And if his contracting skills… or rather his lack of… aren’t worrying enough?

There’s this.

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My glorious rhododendrons, which due to all the rain we had this spring are bigger and fuller than they’ve ever been.

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Yes, the porch is old and rotted.

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Yes, the support posts aren’t supporting anything.

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No, the railings aren’t level.

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But… but…

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My rhodies are huge and just about to burst into full bloom.

They’re also right in the way and I know my husband is going to butcher them so he has room to work.

😱

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Trench #2….

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Work continued on the second drainage pipe ditch.

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It’s hard work.

Hard on your knees… hard on your back.

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Because my husband didn’t want to damage the lawn any more than necessary the trench was dug by hand…. with a pick ax and trowels.

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And once it was laid, attached…

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And covered over, my husband decided he wanted another 10 feet of pipe.

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Which meant more work and more rocks.

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To be continued…

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The wet test run.

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One side of the drainage trench was dug.

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And the perforated pipe was attached to the catch basin and set in place.

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The hose was deployed to simulate rain…

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And water flowed.

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When installation was deemed satisfactory, backfill was added.

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From the lovely little plywood backed dirt piles .

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Hard to believe this took two men almost 8 hours….

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But when my husband is involved there will be some serious chatting along with the working.

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If the man doesn’t have a project, he’s not happy.

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Working with our contractor has ended for now but will resume in a week or two. And God forbid my retired husband should enjoy himself and do something fun. No…

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He’s decided to lay perforated drainage pipe.

You know, the one I told him to lay last year when he installed that drainage box.

Ever since we had the driveway redone last year water has been funneling down to our kitchen landing/porch and in heavy rain we step outside to a river.

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The catch basin was a good idea, but the husband poo poo’d the extra effort involved in laying pipe saying it wasn’t necessary.

Guess what?

It was.

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So today…

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Trench work began.

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With some help from his cousin.

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Rock and clay don’t make it easy.

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