Our lovely stone patio which I never really appreciated to its full extent is being demolished so I can have a new kitchen.
Charlie has been working hard to remove everything about this area. It happens to also have running under it the propane, septic, and electric lines so great care must be taken not to sever any of these.
Charlie took up the field stone, the concrete it was set into, the gravel base and part of dirt foundation where he carefully uncovered the propane and electric lines.
After disconnecting the electric light in the porch roof, he took down the roof and its supporting ironwork railing.
Everything was well constructed in the sense that it took lots of time and muscle to take apart. While we’re saving the field stone and maybe donating the railing, all the other rubble is listed on Craigslist for free.
The ironwork was heavier-than-expected so Charlie
heaved hauled away to another part of the yard.
The back stoop seemed like 18 inches of solid concrete but is actually a short step built onto concrete blocks.
Breaking up this step and hauling away the debris took about 4 hours. My job was to be super encouraging. I really try, people.
Eventually the walls to the house that border this patio are also coming down. I don’t think that will happen until the new foundation is set and the outer walls are in place.
Fortunately Unfortunately the weather has been perfect searingly hot for this dusty work. (I thought the weather was perfect then I looked at Charlie’s soaked-through T-shirt and amended my opinion.)
Are you between a rock and a hard place? Need a jackhammer?