Uniquely Yours Craft Journal

Dear Fellow Journalers

Denise continues her home remodeling journal.

~Sallie

March 16, 2016:

The garage roof plus gutters all around the house and on the garage were a no brainer at all; I called, they came and measured, asked me what color I wanted on the roof (match the house roof, please), DONE!!!

That garage door? There’s a STORY to tell . . . .

I had them come [to measure for the garage door] and decide IF they could work around the Corvette inside the garage . . . no problem, just move a few things and we’ll be able to get the job done. EXCELLENT!!!  (The Corvette originally belonged to my ex-husband. When he passed away in 1998, my son wanted me to keep the car for sentimental value; it’s been in my garage [or driveway] ever since.)

I no sooner got everything set and then my son showed up and decided to pull the car OUT of the garage and leave it in the driveway. WHY? Something about a friend of his who has a friend who knows of a place in Middletown that only restores Corvettes and his buddy who owns a tow truck can come for it! Yeah, I’ll believe it when I see it; same old song and dance – been telling me the same thing for years!

Below is a pic of my old garage door; as you can see, it was a tad on the decrepit side and this is before it started to fall apart! Once it started to rot away, its edges started to curl which made it difficult to glue back together because the edges wouldn’t slide nicely back into the tracks.

After my son pulled the car out, I tried to fix the garage door best I could; was actually rather ‘comical’ if you happened to be watching me that day. Only the bottom portion of the door had actually fallen off by that point, but with the movement of the car, the right two panels fell out and while I was working on gluing and hammering them back in place, the left two panels fell out! Great! I left them all off and called the garage door folks; “Hi! You can’t get here any quicker than . . . .” No, they had to order the door.

This whole thing started with that little bit of inheritance; it’s the reason my son showed up to ‘move’ the car. In the end, however, after the Will was read, there was a stipulation that my children couldn’t have their little pieces of the pie till they attained a certain age. Ha! He wasn’t old enough. Of course we didn’t find this out till after he pulled the car from the garage.

Car was in the driveway . . .

when the painters came;

when the outside porch came down;

when the garage door was fixed;

when the garage roof was re-roofed; and

when the gutters were done . . .

In fact, that car is still in the driveway and I need that re-done too!

That darn car; why didn’t he just leave it IN the garage?

D ~

Next week? We move inside . . .   updating bits and pieces in the bathroom . . .

Then upstairs to rip out a partially done shower stall, then down to the basement for the final week.

I’m thinking of updating the counters in my kitchen too!