siding project, first weekend.
Saturday, we decided to replace the siding and make that our summer project. We ordered the siding Saturday morning (Monday delivery) and then found that Hardie siding requires a nail gun. Only a few nail guns are supposedly up to the task. I found one on CL and bought it just to later realize it was missing the safety assembly (required, and $50, and available at only one place in all of Houston which wasn’t open anyway). So we ended up getting a second gun on Monday morning, plus a case of 42,380,000 nails. Yay.
Hardie also requires a special sawblade (perhaps), so I picked up new sawblades for the circ saw and jig saw, and on Monday as I set to replacing the old saw blade I found it had stuck to the saw arbor. As I tried to pry the blade off my hand slipped and I shredded my little finger on the teeth. Oh, joy. Eventually I worked the blade off, just to find that the guard had bent to the point of rubbing against the blade. So I later picked up a new saw as well.
Saturday evening I re-framed the casement window in momo’s room. Not fun but at least it’s done. Lost a few screws along the way and I’m concerned about one of the pivot screws – which seems to be an issue in other windows as well. Hmmph.
Sunday we tear down the siding, gutters, soffit decking, and fascia boards. We start on the short wall which has the worst wear and rot. The biggest issue is taking the boards off in one piece. In some cases, they crumble. There are a few board-ends tucked away under some bricks that have thus far been stubborn. Eventually we get that wall done and start on the long wall. To our surprise the boards here are considerably more robust and very well-fastened. One of our neighbors comes over and chuckles that the first owner of the house was a homebuilder. This explains a lot. For a while I thought that the builder was getting paid by the nail!
Eventually we get into a rhythm and things are going well until one of the boards comes down on a spigot and breaks the pipe. Water everywhere. 5 p.m. Sunday before Memorial Day. We cut the water to the house and I start thinking how to fix. Everyone at the Home Depot shakes their heads and says I have to sweat the pipe out, which means a torch.
Long story short, the torch doesn’t work, so I ended up filing out the pipe until I can hammer a new pipe in there and hope it holds. That gets the water back on around 9 p.m. and we call it a day.
Monday, we get a plumber out there and learn that if there’s any water in the pipes the solder won’t melt. Water is a heat sink (I knew that. Kind of). Pipe is - $200 later - repaired. Materials get delivered. We start on the bottom row and realize that the foundation isn’t really flat which is why the board is hitting concrete rather than laying flat to the wall. Oy geez. Rip the board out, set new board on sticks, fasten again. Wife’s about to use the nail gun, pulls the trigger and *POOF* the air hose loses a fitting. Really? Good Lord. Back to the HD for a new air hose and more quick-connect fittings (because Thomas didn’t discern between Industrial and Automotive air fittings, the differences are subtle). More tools find their way into the cart.
We start putting the boards up. Our son, who yesterday wielded the wrecking bar with immense relish, is now tired, whiny, and ‘down in his back’, just like his grandma. So much for football this season. We realize that the boards look so much better if you line up the seams on the ledger boards. Good thing we figured that out quickly. This means a lot more board cutting, at which point Thomas discovers the saw issue. Thomas goes medieval on the saw and finds a replacement.
The boards go up the side until we reach the top, and it’s time to install the soffit decking. This, too, is hardie product but it’s trickier since we have to hold it overhead and fasten. We ended up putting three sheets up and realize it looks like shit. I mean, really poorly cut and fit, because Someone used the old decking to set the size for the new. Bad move, there. At this point, Mrs. Thomas melts down, and Thomas follows suit, and at 6:00 we call it a day (i.e., it’s fuck this shit o’clock) and start cleaning up the site.
Tuesday morning could not come quickly enough. Thank heaven for a desk job.