What you do in your house is worth as much as if you did it up in heaven for our Lord God. We should accustom ourselves to think of our position and work as sacred and well-pleasing to God, not on account of the position and work, but on account of the word and faith from which the obedience and the work flow. ~ Martin Luther

Friday, October 26, 2012

A Firm Foundation

 

I have been meaning to do a post on the goings-on of Matt and his many projects but, you see, the man is always GOING.   I soon realized I couldn't possibly do just ONE post of all the things he has done/is doing because it would be impossible to fit it all into one post!  So I'll try to break it down into more manageable bits.  Even still, I bet you will be feeling vicariously tired by the time you finish reading these posts.

The biggest of Matts' big jobs (so far, that is) was repairing the foundation of our house.  When you buy a home one of the first things you look at is the foundation and smart people run (very fast!) away from homes without good ones.  (We missed that memo apparently.) 

It was in HORRIBLE shape- with cracks throughout and actual HOLES in spots.  The North and South ends of the front part of the house would have to be entirely rebuilt.  (The back half of the house is a stone foundation and is still fine, despite the fact that it is a hundred years OLDER than the front half.  How's that for irony?!)



We paid Matt's brother to use his excavator to dig out around the foundation.  While the foundation was dug, we decided to fix a drainage problem around the house too- so he dug a nice neat path through my entire front yard as well.  (Lovely.)

 

 They fixed the drainage problem by laying down a new pipeline.  Before, the gray water would overflow into the basement.  Now it follows the appropriate path into the ground.  Thank GOODNESS.  Basements smelling like gray water is beyond nasty.

 

Then, Matt spent nights after work taking out the wall, brick by brick.





After the wall was taken down~ then he had to rebuild them.  Mix sand and mortar to make concrete, haul bricks.  Mix more sand.  Level them.  Mix more sand.  Build them.  Let them dry. Parge it.  Tar it.  Bury it. 

 



 
 
 
 
And then, when he was done the first side,  he had to do it all over again on the other wall.  

 




 

It took several weeks from start to finish.  There were several nights when the house stood without hardly a foundation at all- big gaping holes on either side.  I can tell you, I was nervous just to be in it with four rambunctious children.   
 

As you can see, he had many helpers and watchers throughout the whole process. 

The truest sort of handy man, we are very blessed to have him.



And now, thanks to his hard work, Hopestead House has a firm foundation.  And a yard of dirt.  ;-)


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