The following photos are one flight down from the penthouse looking across the hall (left picture) into the master bath (right picture). Again, great light in this place. Note, too, the Brazilian Cherry floors. Very nice, though I tend to like a diagonal layout.
Archive for April, 2008
Safe and Sound
A real mixed blessing of life in South Philly is that your neighbors know all of your business. If you have an interesting enough life to have things to hide, this is definitely not the place for you. Fortunately, I don’t have that interesting a life.
Case in point: There have apparently been rumors that there was a safe hidden in our new home. How do I know? Because a Philly cop stopped around a couple of days ago to help me “relocate” some cars that were blocking the truck that comes to pick up the dumster. As he was doing his thing, he looked up at me and said, “Hey, you know there’s a safe hidden in that house?”
“Oh?” said I. “How do you know?”
“I had to come ’round a few times and get people out of the house who had broken in to steal the safe. I can show you where it is if you want.”
So, apparently not only did the former residents have a safe, but enough people knew about it to cause a flurry of attempted robberies a few years back. For the record, I did find the location of said former safe and- for anyone with bright ideas- it was removed before we settled on the house :)
Okay, one more dumpster.
Whining is never pretty. Especially not when it comes from a demo crew that just doesn’t feel like doing something, like bagging.
Anyone who has ever worked with me knows at least these two things: I believe rule #1 is to make sure people have what they need to do their jobs - and my first obligation is to fight for those resources. The other side, however, is that I don’t like to be told “I don’t feel like it” in any form. Give me a solid business case and I love to be proven wrong - but don’t whine or tell me that you’re just not inclined to do something. That definitely stretches my rubber parts.
But this morning I had a strong wave of cheapness. I just didn’t feel like having to pay another $180 for a dumpster drop, plus the cost of the landfill drop, so I asked the boys to bag the entire livingroom ceiling into a million little contractor bags that I could get rid of over several weeks through the regular trash. In retrospect, what the heck was I thinking?
Jake whined. Some blather about doing twice the work. Blah blah blah. The delivery was a bit unfinessed, but the point was spot on. As you can see from this and other past posts, Jake and Ronnie are quite a team and have been tearing through the initial demolition of the place. They know what they’re doing. It would have been twice the work and I knew I was breaking my first rule. So I gave in and ordered the dumpster.
I came back from work this evening and had quite the nice surprise. From the pictures you’ll see that Jake and Ronnie had pulled down the entire living room ceiling, the stairwell ceiling, the walls boundng the fireplace and the interior wall at the vestibule. All in about five hours. I was treated to an amazing pile of rubble with a nice, neat walkway cleared so that I could inspect it. No doubt that rubble will all have been moved to the nice empty dumpster I’m having delivered for Thursday.
Progress Continues
Lots of work was done by our trusty destructo-boys this fine week. Check out the photos. I did hear from Craig regarding the need to replace the pipes going out to the street. He said to have them fixed and cap them off. I checked phillyblog and found a few companies that seemed to have some positive feedback. I’m in the process of getting quotes.
It’s Saturday morning at 7:45, we have no laundry done and I’m meeting Team Hammer and Chisel this morning at 8. Hopefully we’ll have some significant progress today and tomorrow and I’ll have lots to tell you on tonights episde of how the blog turns.
Hi everyone. Ronnie and Jake were back again today for a round of demo on the 2nd floor. Found some interesting stuff, including the risers for the original knob and tube wiring. Very scary stuff when you think about it. It’s amazing how many houses in Philadelphia have this old wiring - single strand copper or aluminum wire under a brittle dual layered insulation sheath that seems to be made of some kind of resin-coated fabric.
In other news, I asked the guys to remove the plaster but leave the studs on the wall between the 2nd floor hallway and middle bedroom, opposite the staircase. Our trusty architect-elect, Craig, indicated that he thought the wall might be bearing weight. As it turns out, the header at the top of the studs didn’t even touch the joists above! The wall itself was only held up by the sides. Yeesh. That’s also disturbing given that the header and beams bounding the stairwell are all single thickness. I’ll draw some pictures later to illustrate what I mean.
Finally, you’ll notice the title of this post is “Love notes from the water department.” Our friends at PWD dropped off a note sometime Monday letting us know that one of our drain pipes is leaking under the street in front of our home causing a little sink hole. They turned off the water and said, in essence, fix it. Once we have our proposal from Craig and can get him on board my first question to him is whether we should go ahead and fix this now or wait until it’s time to do the rest of the plumbing.
More work on Thursday. Meanwhile, merry tuesday to all and to all a good night.
Sunday’s progress
Ronnie was back for Day Three of the ongoing damage project. He and the newest addition to our team, Jake (an actuarial sci student at Temple) pounded the daylights out of the 3rd floor. Ronnie worked six hours, Jake five, and in that time they finished off the dumpster and got started on the 2nd floor front bedroom.
Not too bad for a few days work, I’d say. Tomorrow we’ll have another dumpster delivered, Ronnie and Jake will be back Tuesday and Thursday, and hopefully we’ll have the ceilings across the second floor down and get started on pulling out that 2nd floor bathroom… although, as Ronnie so delicately put it today, “we should leave the toilet so that we have somewhere to piss.”
Ahh, construction.
Hi Again.
Wasting no time, I arranged for a dumpster permit before we settled, and applied online for a demolition permit just after settlement. In Philadelphia, a demo permit is available on the web for a quick $29. We had it in minutes.
The dumpster arrived right on time at 9am on Friday, 4/4. We decided to start on the third floor and work our way down. Dave, our friend Rob and I spent the day tearing out walls. Rob brought along his Ryobi Reciprocating Saw, which - as they say - made hard things very easy. We filled about 25% of the dumpster. It was fun tearing stuff out, but exhausting carrying all that crap down to the dumpster.
That evening I put a note on craigslist for some help and had 25 responses by the next morning. I brought in two nice guys - Ronnie and Carlos - for the day and they spent Saturday the 5th pounding away at the tearing out of walls and ceiling. By the end of the day the dumpster was at 90%. Check out the damage that was done by the end of day two.
Moral of the story - posting on craigslist: free. two guys for 6 hours: $120 + lunch. Not having to haul stuff down three flights of stairs ourselves: Priceless.
Ok. So hi. This is Steve, one half of Steve and Dave, here to introduce our blog about our latest renovation project. I wanted to put a little background in for those people who don’t know us, in case this blog ever becomes valuable for more than just showing off our cool new house.
Dave and I met in December 1989 (don’t worry, this part moves fast). We moved in together in January, 1990, having fallen madly and deeply (mostly madly) in love. In January, 1993 we bought and moved into our lovely little house on Clarion Street in Philadelphia. This is where we cut our teeth in home projects. 15 years, lots of powerful memories and great times with family and friends, a new front, new floors, new kitchen, new bath, completely gutted and renovated 2nd floor and numerous iterations of backyard design, fast forward to 2007. Casa Clarion was only 850 sq. feet of living space, and every inch of it was used to the max.
I’d been itching for some time to get our hands on a place that was a little bigger, maybe looked out onto a tree or two and possibly had a view of the city. We could use an extra bedroom and some more room to maneuver when we had parties and such.
In 2008, after identifying some neigborhoods and building our wish-list, we spent our first day with our new realtor, Stephen (a fine name and a fine realtor). By the end of the day we were deeply disheartened by the available options. Our walk through homes in Center City, Queen Villiage, Bella Vista and South Philadelphia was loaded with homes that were either (a) way too expensive for us, (b) way too expensive for the condition they were in, (c) well priced but too small, (d) in areas we didn’t want to live in.
At the end of the day as we approached our home we noticed a house facing a nearby park - 1234 Reed Street - for sale by owner. A few conversations with the owner led us to see the house two days later. It was a mess. Every wall, floor and ceiling in the place was dated or falling down. The knob and tube wiring was original, most of the piping and drains weren’t worth even considering saving and the rear of the house was falling off. Perfect!
See, what we had learned was that the place we wanted was going to have to be cheap and need everything. After having seen what we did, we had a sense that no one else’s taste was going to meet what we wanted. In our opinion it was better to pay less for a place and put the money into renovating it to meet our need. I write this now at the start of this project. We’ll see how we feel a year from now when it’s all over.
I made the first call to the seller on Sunday, she called me back Monday morning, Dave and I saw the place Wednesday morning and we had our offer in by Wednesday afternoon. It was accepted Friday, March 7th. We went to settlement on Thursday, April 3.











