I moved into my crappy house in July of 2011. By January of 2012 I had made little progress on the east wing due to the fact that removing load bearing walls is neither easy nor free. Who knew? (Only just everyone.) Performing a wallectomy isn’t like removing any old wall. You do it wrong and your house basically falls down. It dies. No one wants a dead house, so I had to leave it to the professionals. Luckily, my cousin Tommy is one of those, and he likes me, so he eventually made some time to help me out. On the last day of January, I got the call. His exact words? “I’m coming tomorrow. Get the f*ck out.” So Egor and I did.
Here are some pictures of how my house looked before the procedure. You might also want to check out The Plan so you get a clearer sense of the space and my vision. Click on any picture to open the full size gallery.
I could try to describe the procedure to you, but really, I don’t know jack about wallectomies. I’d just be making sh*t up to impress you. (Kinda like I made up the word wallectomy.) So, if you landed on this page thinking you might get some expert advice, you should probably (read my whole blog and then like me on Facebook and then subscribe to my posts and then) keep on Googling. You might, however, be able to gather some useful info from these pictures of the process…
The first wall to go was the one between the living room and kitchen. That’s a Microlam beam there where the wall used to be. I’m told it’s as strong as steel. I really hope that’s true. Here’s day 2 of the project.
And here’s the final result!
Tommy rocks. Two days. Two walls. Gone! It’s taken me two days just to write this post. Some people are just more productive than others… Thanks for wasting time here with me. Please Like! Share! Subscribe below!