House/Home

So, we ripped the boards up off of our deck and found rot underneath. We took all of the boards off, about 10 hours of work, and realized just how lucky we were that no one had caused the deck to fall off the house... The deck was built to be structurally unsound, and should NEVER have been built as it is. Plus, the wood was not pressure treated (given some protection from wetness) or treated in any way against the inevitable wetness of the area.

Dumb. Fucks.

We were expecting the wood underneath to still be solid (it is not) and the joists are ALL rotted, so that means we now need a permit and a contractor... pretty much we're fucked.

Probably another $5,000-$10,000 and we really aren't going to get a ton for the house as it is.

I say 'we', I mean my dad... but god is this going to be hard, and he needs to find somewhere to live in P-land, soon.

Selling the house is going to be hard.

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Went and visited friends of the family who live on Capitol Hill.

Fell in love with the house all over again. I tend to like older houses more as it is, but the houses in their area are all from the turn of the century, beautifully built, painstaking craftsmanship and care over the years. Even with how friggin close they are to their neighbors, I would still LOVE to live in one of those houses.

Hopefully going to be visiting that family, babysitting and living in the house for a couple of days - a week in September. So SO hoping that it works out :).

Reading about the psychology of houses and building is also making me think more about the places that are immediate 'yeses' upon my arrival to them, and that house definitely is.

Visited with my aunt, which was fun but tiring, spent time at the dog park and met a bunch of dogs that were very fun. Missed having Mambo again.

Ate meat off the bone for the first time in quite possibly my entire life, made by a guy who dabbles in being a chef.

Headed home.