It turns out that this was not the best week to have no gable ends on our house. Well, the ends are there but are currently plastic sheet nailed to the timbers after the asbestos was taken away just before the heavens opened. And stayed open for a week. They're still open. Fortunately the plastic seems to be keeping the weather out, and the roof (which will need to go before to long...) is holding up OK. I think. I'm not game to go up into the attic searching for another bill.
So Jason switched attention indoors and got to work levelling the slab on the lower ground floor that will be our new master bedroom. It was supposed to be a simple case of removing the slab surface and levelling with a new surface that tennis balls would not roll over without a push. The wheels fell of pretty quickly when we found skinny reinforcing bar just below the surface. Starting to rust, too close to the surface and not so much laid in the slab as dumped and then covered with a bit of concrete...so the slab had to go.
Ker-chung, that'll be around 10k then. Ouch.
Wednesday was a particularly fun day when I got home to find the house - the bits we're still living in - under a coat of concrete dust. Fortunately I had remembered to close the kid's bedroom doors before leaving for work, so I sold the idea of playing in AJ's bedroom to the girls when I collected them from daycare then quickly removed as much dust as possible before making them some dinner.
And that's about it for this week. The slab has gone, ready to be replaced by one that will have a waterproof membrane, drainage (to replace the rather random water filled terracotta pipes draining to nowhere that we found embedded in the old slab) and give us 2.4m of clearance to our ceiling.
And it's still raining. We have a swamp where once was a lawn. But at least it's the weekend.
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