Monday -am. I have to say I was a little apprehensive-somehow the impact of doing this huge thing started to sink in. Rob and his guys rolled up to the house about 7:30am. Rob has a nice direct way of communicating and appearing very competent and somehow it feels like things are going to be okay. When I got home it looked like this. Only the floor remained.
Tuesday- The guys arrived a little after 7am. It has occurred to me that I can no longer meander around in the morning - it's get up, drink coffee, take shower, dress, be ready to walk the dogs by 6:45am. Right behind those french doors in the picture is the bedroom. Somehow I don't think it would do to try to snooze away while the jackhammer, digging, etc is happening 6 inches away. While walking Maggie and Camelia at 7:30am I could hear the jackhammer two blocks away. I was hoping the neighbors were deaf and unable to associate me with the noise. No way around this, however. Little did any of us realize that the nice pink tile covered 8-12 inches of solid concrete. And that was just the beginning of trouble.
Wednesday- When I got my cup of coffee and staggered outside, the younger guys were already working. When Rob pulled up in his truck, they said, 'Dad's here'- very cute. The guys were hauling this broken concrete away as fast as they could while it seemed more and more would appear. A snag in the process - the jackhammer uncovered the gas line, buried in the concrete just under the surface - a big no no. The fire engines came. A spark could have ignited god knows what. You can barely see the temporary fix - a yellow hose coming up from the gas meter, which has yet to be moved. All week it has been raining off and on. This is so bizarre in San Diego in October.
Thursday - Most of the concrete is gone and the plumber is there, looking at the water and sewage lines. Unfortunately it turns out there are many many gas, water and sewer lines-particularly gas lines - in some strange unorganized array underneath the rubble. We'll see what transpires here.
Friday - More equipment arrived this morning- made it through the gate- and when I returned home from work a large hole has appeared. Now it seems there are some more issues - nothing left of the peach (no peaches ever) tree except a big root and the property line seems a little off. Of course we're talking about the 100 year old neighborhood here. The soil is clay and awful- that may pose a problem. A lot happened this week - we went from sunroom to no room to big hole in the yard. Rob went over all the things they accomplished and problems that surfaced. The project is really underway.
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