Post by mystery on Dec 11, 2020 1:06:07 GMT
I'm trying to restore my 125 year old Victorian house, so I've been repairing a lot of old plaster lately. It's very tedious, but it looks phenomenal when I'm finished, and that's very rewarding.
I've had to change some light fixtures, which was nerve racking since I don't know anything about it. The wiring was very old and there were 2 black wires and no ground, but I figured it out. At least I didn't burn the house down.
My biggest triumph was probably fixing an old chicken coop. It was pretty impressive considering that my only prior carpentry experience was building a treehouse when I was 10. The chicken coop had been neglected for at least 40 years. The roof had rotted and caved in, the north wall was half rotted away, the sill was bad and the entire building was leaning against an electrical pole at a 45* angle. If the pole hadn't been there, it would have collapsed into a pile of kindling. I used some straps with ratchets and hoisted the building back upright, and then I stabilized it with supports and started reconstructing the north wall and roof. I still have some work to do on it, but it's amazing that it's still standing. It was about as far gone as a building can be. The main reason I decided to try was that even if I failed, nothing of value would be lost. Everyone was telling me that it was going to fall down and that I couldn't save it. I proved them wrong.
I've had to change some light fixtures, which was nerve racking since I don't know anything about it. The wiring was very old and there were 2 black wires and no ground, but I figured it out. At least I didn't burn the house down.
My biggest triumph was probably fixing an old chicken coop. It was pretty impressive considering that my only prior carpentry experience was building a treehouse when I was 10. The chicken coop had been neglected for at least 40 years. The roof had rotted and caved in, the north wall was half rotted away, the sill was bad and the entire building was leaning against an electrical pole at a 45* angle. If the pole hadn't been there, it would have collapsed into a pile of kindling. I used some straps with ratchets and hoisted the building back upright, and then I stabilized it with supports and started reconstructing the north wall and roof. I still have some work to do on it, but it's amazing that it's still standing. It was about as far gone as a building can be. The main reason I decided to try was that even if I failed, nothing of value would be lost. Everyone was telling me that it was going to fall down and that I couldn't save it. I proved them wrong.
