Monday, July 23, 2007
this old heap - continued
The renovations of Ft. Bachelor continue.
I had a leak in my roof last fall that caused water to collect in my attic above my bedroom. I had my roof replaced back in November but my bedroom ceiling has a very ugly bow in it (and a pretty big water stain). This weekend Sara's step-brother Nathan came over and helped me cut out the offending drywall and replace it with some fresh.
We started cutting on the ceiling before I realized I should document the process. So here's my ceiling with half of the water damage cut out:

Here we are moments later with the entire area cut out - plus a little extra so we knew we'd have multiple studs to attach to"

Here's the new, freshly cut piece of drywall screwed into place:

And here it is taped and with the first coat of mud on it. Ta daaa:

I had read all about replacing ceiling drywall on the internerd but had never done anything like that myself - so having Nathan there to share his expertise was a Godsend. I now owe him a very big dinner. Which I will pretend to forget about for several months until I can't dodge him any longer. That's just how I do.
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I had a leak in my roof last fall that caused water to collect in my attic above my bedroom. I had my roof replaced back in November but my bedroom ceiling has a very ugly bow in it (and a pretty big water stain). This weekend Sara's step-brother Nathan came over and helped me cut out the offending drywall and replace it with some fresh.
We started cutting on the ceiling before I realized I should document the process. So here's my ceiling with half of the water damage cut out:

Here we are moments later with the entire area cut out - plus a little extra so we knew we'd have multiple studs to attach to"

Here's the new, freshly cut piece of drywall screwed into place:

And here it is taped and with the first coat of mud on it. Ta daaa:

I had read all about replacing ceiling drywall on the internerd but had never done anything like that myself - so having Nathan there to share his expertise was a Godsend. I now owe him a very big dinner. Which I will pretend to forget about for several months until I can't dodge him any longer. That's just how I do.
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