This Old House . . .

9 Jul

. . . is falling down around us.

Back in 1999 Hurricane Floyd dropped a tree on the house, and the insurance company wanted to condemn the place and either rebuild on this lot, or let us buy someplace else. We convinced them to patch up the Old Homestead, and so they did.

There was a lot wrong with the place, shortcuts that had been taken when it was built – how about no footers, eh? – and other weirdness done in the many additions and remodeling that had taken place before we bought the house.

For the first fifteen years or so, things were fine. Now, with the climate changing and the water rising we are really seeing the effects. We are about a mile from the Gunpowder River and the bay, but we are exactly at sea level. While there have always been damp spots in the yard, now there are more, and they are larger.  The pond was originally dug to encompass three springs, and we diverted another one to flow into it. However, there is a limit to how much larger we can make it!

And one spring seems to be under the house. Isn’t that grand? There is one section of the patio that is about a half an inch lower that the rest, and we have a matching crack in the wall under the bow window in the dining room. AND one corner of the floor is dropping, and taking tcorner cupboard 2he corner cupboard with it.  The fool thing is about six inches off true, and I keep expecting it to fall over one day. I have to tie the doors shut.  In all seriousness, I have begun removing some things from the top, both to reduce the weight and to save irreplaceable things from being destroyed. The cupboard itself was made by one of The Squire’s ancestors, and has been in his  family for several generations, and is obviously also irreplaceable.

Back in February of 2016 we had to have some major work done on the wall under the bow window in the dining room, as a huge crack had developed in the cinderblock wall. Looking back, this was the beginning of the end.  There is a gap on this side of the window that you can put your hand into, and the window itself, which came as a single unit, is twisted out of shape.

We seem to be in a race to see what is going to fall down first – the house, or one of us.

One Response to “This Old House . . .”

  1. Garfield Hug July 11, 2020 at 11:44 am #

    No! No! None of you must fall down. You have a grand old home and with age, the home, especially when there is wood work will have issues. I hope you get around to having it fixed and it will be a grand old home again for grand folks who live in it 🙂

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