Front porch and Juliet balcony

My house had a cute Juliet balcony. It was quite small, one Juliet only. But water got behind the stucco and rotted the original siding and sheathing. Made it unsafe. So, off it came, and was to be rebuilt just like it was. But, that would be a simpleton’s understanding of old houses. What was discovered is that it would have to be re-engineered because it would not meet any Code requirements if it was simply rebuilt in the same way.

How far we’ve come.
Rotted sheathing and exposed wood-chip insulation.

What it had supporting it before was corbels. A small deck with corbels. Fit the profile of the house. In an interesting twist, I suspect this particular balcony was not original to the house. I have this view because, first, under the corbels, where they fit on the house, was siding. Now, it’s possible the original builder didn’t think ahead and sided before he built the balcony, but I doubt that. Siding would be one of the very last things done on the exterior, after everything structural was already built.

Second, the way the porch was fitted to the house was inappropriate for bearing weight. It was mounted with the corbels and then had about 6″ of roof joist slotted in between the floor joists of the house. I can’t believe I ever stood on it.

Third, the corbels themselves only had one surface coating and that was the stucco. They did not appear to have been painted or covered in any manner prior to the stucco.

In any event, I wanted it rebuilt so that it would be safe, and the builder offered me two options. One was where an engineer was retained to provide instructions (in 4-6 weeks) that would make a similar corbel type balcony code-compliant. The second option was to skip the engineered corbels and use pillars instead. I went with the second option.

I can hear all the upset voices from restoration-focused readers in my head. I know. I know.

I know.

The builder told me this: He would build a ‘draft’ that could be changed once I had a look at it, and it would look fine.

I had a look at it and didn’t like it. It was just bulky and in your face. Not the feeling the previous balcony projected.

Look at my pillars!

The pillars are giant and for unknown reasons, are set on the bottom step of the concrete and inset some four inches. Makes the entry unnecessarily narrow, and where am I to put the hand rail?

I hadn’t had any time to consider what a porch/balcony with pillars for a house of my vintage should look like, so didn’t know what to suggest instead. I looked across the street at the house of the same era, which has a front porch. It has elegant tapered square pillars. There’s probably a specific name for that type, but I don’t know it. But I knew the builder wouldn’t be able to give me that in short order.

So I settled on moving the pillars onto the landing and flush with the edge (but for where the ‘trim-out’ needs another ½”). It’s not perfect, but looks slightly more in tune with the house.

Slightly less obnoxious.

While I’m excited for slick new siding and having the exterior finished, I am extremely sorry that I have changed the entire exterior essence of this house. It looks like a Georgian manor, not a modest foursquare. I’d say it doesn’t fit with the street anymore, but since we have almost completely modern infill, it doesn’t matter anymore.

But, regrets, yes.

Is it over the top to expect a level floor?

The new basement floor was poured almost three years ago, by asshat builder. I posted earlier about being promised a 7′ basement, but receiving something less – more like 6’8″. Since my son is 6’4″ and possibly still growing, every inch down there counts, as it is supposed to be a play area for him.

Drywall/taping/mudding was finished last week and it’s ready to be painted and finished. And this week, since I’m on vacation, I went down there to do that. That is when I noticed that the floor is nowhere close to level. I don’t know why I never noticed before, or maybe I noticed but did not understand the consequence, because I’m not an effing builder. I’m only trying to pick up the pieces and staunch the copious flow of cash out my door by doing some work myself. Live and learn baby (I’m listening to Nina Simone as I write).

When I think back to when it was being poured, I recall seeing one of the asshat’s assistants levelling it with a 2×4, which I have seen being done on TV. Since there are dips in the floor greater than two inches, I can only surmise that the massive dips were installed on purpose.

Like, I can’t understand how something other than a reasonably level floor could have been installed.

In any event, after years of being shocked and dismayed by the work of the asshat builder and his asshat associates, I understood that there was nothing to be done except to fix it, since no sub-floor would sit on it properly. So, I undertook to use a self-levelling cement . I’ve never done this before and have zero experience with working with cement, but I’ve seen it on TV. Not unexpectedly, like it was for Goldilocks, it’s been a bit of a disaster for me.

The good news is that my son helped me and I never once had to pick up or carry any of the bags and bags of 50lb cement.

Other good news is that I figured out that you can’t believe what you read on a label. The label on the cement said to use about 5L of water per 50lb bag, and that for my roughly 150 square feet I would need four bags of the stuff.

But after mixing four bags with roughly 20L of water, I was left with a substance that wouldn’t really pour/self-level (it required pushing around with the handy squeegee I bought) and only covered one corner of the space.

So, we had to let that dry and went back to the hardware store to buy four more bags. This time I Googled reviews of this product and added more water as was recommended by some users. Unfortunately, too much, and it probably won’t set properly. But it still didn’t cover the entire floor.

So, copy and paste, we had to let that dry (as much as it will) and went back to the hardware store to buy four more bags. Like I said, the good news is that I had my son to carry the cement. I’m an old lady now and my hands and wrists don’t like 50lb bags of dead weight. And he liked learning how *not* to pour cement.

And, four days later, I’ve decided we’re close enough, and once we have concrete, I will wipe up the water soup left over and we will shim the heck out of the subfloor and proceed as if everything is “just right.”

Walnut floor

Who doesn’t love reclaimed wood?! I’m one of those people who gets extra joy out of reusing something historical and/or beautiful. Saving some cash is nice too. And knowing my own labour went into it makes me feel good too. So, three really good reasons to reuse! And that’s not even mentioning the environmental savings. No boatload of wood taken to the dump. No need to purchase additionally harvested wood. I can feel good about that too.

The main bedroom has walnut flooring, harvested from the living and dining rooms.

From here:

Out of the living room …

To here:

Stll not finsihed…. when the builder cleared out from doing trim work in this room, he took my mallet. Has not yet been returned.

What was notable when I took up the walnut floor is how many really short pieces went into it. The majority of pieces are 28-30″, with the shortest being 9″ and the longest being about 45.” In comparison, the fir taken from my grandma’s house ranged from 48″-180.” Much easier to install longer boards.

But, the walnut is nice too.

It still needs to be sanded and refinished, but I’m going to go for a similar natural finish.

Signatories

Removal of the stucco revealed signatories in the cedar, along the east side of the house.

“VEH”?
“SW”
“GR”
“JW”
“VD”
“LW”

My theory is that the stucco went on to the house either in the 1930s or the 1940s. Maybe the neighbourhood kids got together to immortalize themselves when they found out the stucco would go on.

Naughty. But cool.

Yes this is happening

I bit the bullet and agreed to new siding. I am a sell-out in that regard. My good intention was to remove all the stucco and restore the original bevelled cedar siding. But when it came down to it, after years of living in a construction nightmare and being beat down and overwhelmed with the scope of work, I decided to tear it all off and start new.

The profile of the new siding will look fairly close to the original. It is fibre cement board and will never need painting, unless it is damaged or I want to change it. It will come in the colour scheme that I chose when I was planning to paint. It will be all done in about 6 weeks. And the original part of the house will have the addition of 1″ rigid insulation on the outside. Also, I’ve seen the work of this siding company on a show home and it looks awesome.

So, those are the pros.

The cons are as I mentioned. My good intention was to restore what I had. It is a real loss to have torn away the cedar siding and put it in the dump. I had considered keeping it for siding a large shed I eventually want in the backyard, but there is no more room back there for piles of reclaimed wood. Honestly. The backyard runneth over and there is very little space for my dog to even do his business, let alone play. So into the dumpster it has gone. Along with the orange stucco. The stucco I have no qualms about and am pleased that I got rid of that dead weight on the house. But the cedar siding makes me sad.

Another con is the cost. OMG. But I have to accept it and move on.

So, the actual process is underway. I’m very happy so far with the installation company. The guy said he would start Monday and Monday he was here with a team of four people, cutting away the stucco. Today is Thursday and they have completed removing all the stucco, the cedar siding and tar paper, and are half-way through gluing on the rigid insulation. Then they’ll add house wrap and it will sit that way for about a month until the siding arrives. I expect the siding to take about 2 weeks to install.

The guy keeps a clean site and he and his workers are friendly and seem sympathetic to my old house and take care of it. For example, cutting stucco is very dusty work. They have covered my air conditioner and my plants and are stopped and cleaned up by the time I get home at 5:30. The guy has expressed his sympathy regarding my being hosed by the first builder and says he will help “make it right”.

So, that’s promising.

What I can show you so far:

Just starting on the front.
Naked.
Beautiful cedar. A/C protected from dust.
Just something very impressive about this.
You can see where a double window used to exist.
1″ rigid foam. Will go a long way to insulate, as all there is otherwise is wood chip.
Back of the house. They are not doing the kitchen bumpout at this time, as it will be getting a new roof and walls, maybe next year.
Cross hatch cut with circular saw. Lots of dust.

And today is raining, so I’m not sure what will be done today. It wouldn’t surprise me if they continued on.

Anyway, more photos as we go.