Befores and Afters: House 2 is ready to sell, and we are ready to roll!

I wasn’t going to put all our home improvement photos on the blog because they don’t have anything to do with RV travel or living. But…

  1. I’m stinkin’ proud of what we did, even though I whined nearly constantly about having to do it, and
  2. It’s all part of Owning Less. Once this house is sold, we will own no property other than what we’re rolling around in, and both the BFT and The Toad are paid for.

(Confused about why we’re selling another house? That story is here, with a little more here, plus some NSFW ranting about it here.)

It took us

  • 7 weeks (out of a planned 4, and a hopeful 2)
  • more than 60 trips to big box and locally-owned home improvement/hardware stores
  • help from nearly a dozen friends who loaned us tools, garage space, sweat equity, and/or their grown sons who were eager to work for some summer cash (all three former Boy Scouts, and friends to our boys when we lived here)
  • around $10,000
  • and I don’t even know how many hours of our own labor. A million, maybe. We didn’t take many days off.

Witness the transformation of our 1912 Craftsman-style bungalow. She’s beautiful, and awaiting new owners to enjoy not just her charms, but also the best neighborhood we’ve ever lived in — and we’re a retired military family, so there’ve been lots.

Befores are on the left; afters on the right.

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She’s bigger than she looks from the street: four large bedrooms, giant eat-in kitchen, high ceilings, three full baths, 2237sf, detached garage
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The cedar shingles on the west side of the house looked like nothing so much as rotting, crooked teeth. We tore them all off, primed and installed new ones (about 2,000 — all by hand, but who’s counting?), then hired a house painter to paint all four sides plus all the ivory trim.

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Now to the back deck, where there were several rotting boards. I didn’t take truly corresponding photos, but these will give you an idea of the work we did. P.S. Prying up deck boards makes for an awesome core and upper body work-out — and I hope I never have to do it again.
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Lots of geometry involved in rebuilding the steps. I’m thankful Tim and our Eagle Scout helper did the math.
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And then a week later, we finally decided that leaving it with such obvious differences between new boards and old was probably not a good idea…
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… so we painted it.
The carriage doors on our garage showed significant wood rot and sagging. Rebuilt them both!
The carriage doors on our garage showed significant wood rot and sagging. Rebuilt them both!
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Inside of the garage: lots of mystery grime So we swept, vacuumed, degreased, scrubbed, primed, and painted.
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And it made a big, big difference!
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Here’s the front porch, which we’d last had refurbished in about 2008. It showed a lot of wear in the main traffic area to the front door…
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… and there were a few rotting boards that needed to be replaced. It was challenging because they’re made wider now, so Tim had to custom mill them using a friend’s table saw in order to get them to fit.
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Next stop: kitchen. The self-adhesive vinyl tiles we’d put down in 2009 didn’t hold up well. Many shrunk and separated at the seams, which then filled up with dirt.
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The new vinyl flooring snaps together and floats over the old surface, so there shouldn’t be as many issues with expanding or contracting. Helps to have a friend in the business! He told us what we needed to purchase for our particular situation, and then sent his team to install it. Bought them lunch, paid them for their labor, done!
So of course after we put in the new floor, we realized how awful the doors and molding look. Project creep: the struggle is real.
So of course after we put in the new floor, we realized how awful the door and molding looked.
Project creep: the struggle is real.
The only worker/contractor who didn't show up was the plaster repair guy. So Tim the tool man did it himself.
The only worker/contractor who didn’t show up was the plaster repair guy. So Tim the Tool Man did it himself.
Here we go again! Second -- and final -- house is now on the market. Come onnnnnn, buyers!
Here we go again! Second — and final — house is now on the market, a mere 3 months after we closed the sale on the first one.
Come onnnnnn, buyers!

Full list of what we did:

  • Replaced cedar shingles on west side of house
  • Had shingles painted on all 4 sides, plus trim, front porch, and front door
  • Refurbished back deck, front porch, and garage doors
  • Replaced rotting framing on 3 windows and above garage doors
  • Repainted garage interior, and several ceilings inside house
  • Had kitchen flooring replaced
  • Repaired HVAC disconnect switch
  • Refreshed mulch beds on 3 sides of house
  • Repaired cracks in plaster walls in living and dining rooms
  • Fixed like a hundred other pesky small things, like busted outlet covers, cabinet door hardware, window screens, etc., etc., etc.

Sacrifices to the cause:

  • 1 canopy
  • 1 pair of sneakers
  • 2 pairs of jeans
  • 1 pair of fitness capris
  • 4 t-shirts
  • 1 hoodie

Also, a bird pooped on me on Mother’s Day, and our dog died.

I could have done with a little. less. character building.

Interested in the house? Of course you are. At the very least, we know you want to see the asking price because everybody wants to know the asking price, so visit our real estate listing here. (The virtual tour wasn’t available as of this posting, so check back again soon if you want to see photos of the interior.)

Tomorrow, we roll. First stop: Northern Virginia for a few days, to visit with Air Force, Marine, and Navy friends from prior duty stations. After that, it’s westward ho, with a stop in Chicago on Friday to pick up our younger son for the remainder of our summer travels!

Other posts on this topic:

  1. How it all started
  2. Getting things started
  3. Bye, Lola.
  4. Coping Inappropriately

Screw it. I’ve got to get through these days somehow.

I’ve now spent more than a month doing work I don’t like, for results I won’t get to enjoy, on a house that’s not going to make us any money.

Wanna buy it? It’s going to look gorgeous when we’re done!

Today’s post is just a small collection of motivational photos and sayings that have kept me from plunging my head into a full paint bucket, aiming the nail gun at my own thigh, tossing a lit match over my shoulder as I walk away, or otherwise losing my mind during these past five weeks of DIY home fix-it hell.

Quite a few of them contain R-rated language. Sorry. It’s how I cope. Scroll at your own risk.

Angela Bassett, you had the right idea. (Waiting to Exhale, 1995)
Angela Bassett, you had the right idea. FWOOOMP! (Waiting to Exhale, 1995)
And this is why I spend hours awake in the middle of the night. What's on tomorrow's work list? Do we have the materials we need? Don't forget to pack lunch. Don't forget the house key. My arm hurts. It's probably an elbow tumor.
And this is why I spend hours awake in the middle of the night.
What’s on tomorrow’s work list?
Do we have the materials we need?
Don’t forget to pack lunch.
Don’t forget the house key.
My arm hurts. I probably hit it with a hammer, but is elbow leprosy a thing?
I know we'll be done... someday. (Artwork is on a notecard from Lenox&Lucy, by our talented niece, Maddie, who died from complications of Lupus in 2014)
I know we’ll be done… someday.
(Artwork is on a notecard from Lenox&Lucy, by our talented niece, Maddie, who died from complications of Lupus in 2015.)
More from Maddie's talented hands, this saying that helped me through breast cancer treatment in 2014, and a few less difficult situations since.
More from Maddie’s talented hands, this saying that helped me through breast cancer recovery in 2014, and other challenging situations since.
"Laughter out of inadequate materials" is a permanent reminder for me. It's how I got through cancer. The quote is from "The Grapes of Wrath," by John Steinbeck, in describing Ma Joad's ability to keep the family together despite abject poverty. "It was her habit to build up laughter out of inadequate materials."
“Laughter out of inadequate materials” is a permanent reminder for me. It’s how I get through life.
The quote is from The Grapes of Wrath, by John Steinbeck, in describing Ma Joad’s ability to keep the family together despite abject poverty. “It was her habit to build up laughter out of inadequate materials.” It’s my habit too. Need someone to make you giggle uncontrollably at a funeral? I’m your girl.
The weather for most of May was cold and rainy. Two different pairs of gift socks made it so that I could wear reality on my left foot, and dreams on my right.
The weather for most of May was cold and rainy, and we worked right through it. Outdoors. Two different pairs of gift socks made it so that I could wear reality on my left foot, and dreams on my right.
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What it all comes down to
The one time I did have a spewing meltdown? May 8: Mother's Day. I should have said yes when Tim offered me the day off, but I thought it wouldn't matter, but then it did, and then on top of that I got upset that I let it matter. This was my mantra on Monday, May 9.
The one time I did have a spewing, poisonous, highly regrettable meltdown? Sunday, May 8: Mother’s Day.
I should have said yes when Tim offered me the day off, but I thought it wouldn’t matter, but then it did, and then on top of that? I got upset that I let it matter.
So this was my mantra on Monday, May 9. Also? Sorry, Honey.
And when all else fails: go with pigtails. Even when you’re on the near side of 50. Even when your hair is gray. Life is short. Give no shits.
And when all else fails: go with pigtails.
Even when you’re on the near side of 50.
Even when your hair is gray.
Life is short. Give no shits.
Many days, just when I think I've had it, we do get what we need. A friend shows up with a meal, or a cold adult beverage, or a hammer and a couple hours of free time, or a hug and a "Heyyyyyy. That looks niiiiice." We cannot possibly thank those people enough.
I might not give shits, but I do give thanks. Many days, just when I think I’ve had it, we do get what we need. A friend shows up with a meal, or a cold adult beverage, or a hammer and a couple hours of free labor, or a hug and a “Heyyyyyy. That looks niiiiice.”
We cannot possibly thank those people enough.

Two(-ish) more weeks to go…

Other posts on this topic:

  1. How it all started
  2. Getting things started
  3. Bye, Lola.
  4. Before & Afters