Life is never boring owning a fixer-upper! With the intense rain Michigan has been pounded with this spring/summer we have found the limits of our old metal roof...
One night going to bed, Ryan and I had the usual routine of closing all the windows downstairs, locking up the house, turning off the lights and calling the dog to bed. While we were sleeping we were hit with one of the heaviest downpours of the season. Our basement at the moment was guaranteed to be wet, which is fine, it is unfinished and all concrete (the previous owners did not place a drain in the correct spot so instead of pulling the water out of the home it pumps it back in when the water table rises). Well, after waking up around 6:30 am to let the dog out I headed down the stairs, Magnum a few steps before me. As I was opening the front door I heard splashing and I turn around to find Magnum very happily prancing through a newfound kiddie pool-sized puddle that had been placed on our newly stained hardwood kitchen floor. Needless to say, I was late to work that day. I spent the morning cleaning up all of the access water that came pouring down from the weak flashing in the roof, down into the spare bedroom wall and onto my kitchen floor. That day really tested our patience of homeownership and showed us its true colors and challenges of renovating a 1900's home. But, now we laugh it off and have some extra repairs to do before winter. Fixer-uppers are not for the faint of heart, that is for sure, but it has been a great journey so far even with the bumps, bruises, and indoor impromptu swimming pools.
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