Uniquely Yours Craft Journal

Dear Fellow Journalers,

Denise continues her Project Journal.

Enjoy,

~Sallie

Back in 1997, there was an enclosed porch attached to my detached garage.  In a former life, I owned a flower shoppe; all the remnants from the shoppe were stored in the porch with the hopes of someday when . . . . when the children are grown, when I retire, when I’ve enough money . . . .

One day, quite a few years ago now, I walked into the porch searching for something, flipped the switch to the light and nothing . . . . that’s when I noticed the globe of the light fixture missing along with the light bulb.  I cleaned up the mess and went about my search.  Next time I was out there, I realized the floral buckets from the shoppe were filled with water.  What the . . . ?  That’s when I noticed the wooden ceiling was soaked and about the same time the light bulb in my brain clicked on regarding that shattered light fixture.  Water . . .  Electricity . . . .  Aha!

I called a few roofers, but they wanted more money than I had.  At one point I’d met and gone on a few dates with a general contractor.  We got to talking about what he did for a living, I mentioned my roof issue, he insisted we stop at Job Lot to pick up a tarp and he put it over my roof to stop the leakage.  I might have been able to get a new roof out of him, IF we’d gone out that long, but I was never one of those women who takes, takes, takes and then tells a man to scram.  I guess I’ve got a conscience.  After a few years of snow, water and hot Summer sunshine, the tarp disintegrated and blew away.

Over the next few years, I started weeding out the flower shoppe remnants that were mostly waterlogged and unsalvageable, then I had a tag sale and got rid of more, I gave some away at work and the hopes of ‘someday when’ started to fade when I realized the roof was falling further and further into disrepair with no funds in sight to ‘fix’ the issue.

One day, about two or three years ago, I walked into the porch and looked up; I could now see sky.  A month or so later the roof started to cave in.  That’s when I made the decision to knock the whole darn thing down and be done with it; would be a lot cheaper than having the roof fixed.

I had the electrician in to fix something and we always gab while he works because we know some of the same people.  I mentioned knocking the porch down, he mentioned a friend of his who’s a General Contractor; gave me his #.  Glenn came and the porch is history; doubled the size of my backyard!

D ~

PS:  I know I promised to talk about the Gutters, Garage Door & Roof this week, but the Enclosed Porch story needed to be told.  Besides, I was wondering what I’d talk about in weeks 3 and 4 IF I talked about everything in week 2.

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