my favorite part was when the building fell down

This week has been about destruction. Demolition, specifically.

When we bought our house, it came with two outbuildings- one small shed in the middle of the yard and a two- car garage made out of cement blocks, circa roughly the 1940s. This is a classic Baltimore sort of structure- cheap to make, very utilitarian, and if built correctly nigh- on indestructible.

Ours wasn't built correctly, more's the pity. The footings gave out a few years ago and it has been steadily sinking, the rear right corner especially sloping back to the earth. It was covered in ivy- the only thing I think was holding it together- and it was full of random crap from the previous owner. Oh, and bees. There were a lot of damned bees in there, too.

It was an eyesore, putting it lightly. Behold, the horror of my backyard.


In our defense, all that crap out front was inside, before- this picture was snapped as the contractor was hauling things out to the dumpster- just trash from the previous owner. She left us a lot of trash- two dumpsters full, before this lot, plus some straight weirdness in the attic space (a foosball table with no legs?) and the basement (liquor from the 1970s?).

I watched the demo from my studio window. It was brilliant.


Bill the Unbuilder tore that heap down in about two hours, all told.


Then he tore up the old, crap building pad, and a rotting walkway that had been built to it, and replaced it with a new shiny building pad that is now awaiting our new structure- a lovely red and white barn- shaped shed that will house a ton of yarn, fiber, and- when they're not in use- my dye stoves. That bit will be finished in a few weeks. For now, I'm standing at the end of my driveway an awful lot, admiring my little plot of land. Everything looks better without that tumbledown building.

It still surprises me, some mornings- I have these strange, What happened to that ghastly garage? moments, but even then, it's not a moment of concern, just confusion. One more step managed.

  One thought on “my favorite part was when the building fell down

  1. Gingy
    August 29, 2009 at 12:48 am

    Applause! Hooray!

  2. August 29, 2009 at 2:01 pm

    Congrats! And, I’m 100% filled with Envy. 🙂

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