Hope you could stomach the bat photo and opted to breeze passed the photo to the story behind the madness.
If you can remember from the 2nd floor house tour, our second floor/attic/whatever was looking in extremely poor condition.
You know, holes in the walls and ceilings, animal droppings, what that isn’t normal? Ahh well. Let’s also take a moment to review the layout:
- The places where the bats were hiding were… wait for it… extremely dark.
- Verified by the boyfriend, there were very few support columns which were required to stay, making demo easier.
- Anytime the boyfriend went upstairs to find their hiding spots it was difficult to spot the true extent of their colony with obstacles (walls and ceilings) in the way. Once everything was out of the way we could identify where they were entering.
Of course there was the ban on any bat exclusions until August 15th, so we tried our best to avoid the bats and let them do their thing while we completed our demo.
Needless to say, I frantically called in favors and pleaded with friends and family. The first day, I only summoned my bff. Most said they were ‘busy’ but I get it. No one would want to volunteer to confront a bat. The bff said something like ‘what the hey, I want to take some aggression out anyway.’
While she was on her way I prepped the walkway from the bottom of the stairway to the backdoor lining it with stapled cardboard. This was to minimize the dust, dirt, and droppings from spreading throughout the house.
We gathered all of our demoing tools, so we wouldn’t be tracking dirt everywhere:
We also stocked the fridge outside with plenty of beverages. I made sure to explain anything we wore, down to our shoes, would best be thrown out for safety’s sake. We even had the bff bring a change of clothes and let her shower at our house. So this meant we had to get as much demo done as possible in one day.
The next thing was to remove the window so didn’t have to drag the debris through the house.
While the boyfriend was doing that (I wouldn’t even know where to begin) I set out the largest tarp we had below the window. It was one that his parents donated to us when they moved so we weren’t too picky if nails ripped holes everywhere. The main purpose was to contain the mess and have a good place to aim the wreckage. Because let’s face it, who likes random nails tearing through lawn mower blades? Not this chick.
Our method was pretty much the girls
beating tearing down the walls and ceilings and removing the debris while the boyfriend used his Sawzall to take down the walls and some structural pieces (the ones safe to tear down). He also handled the electricity (the little that was up there) and the dormer room. We left as much of the vinyl flooring intact as possible since we weren’t ready to replace anything else. On our water breaks we each took barrels of scraps and threw it on a fire in the backyard.
Since we were in such a hurry and completely dirty I didn’t want to risk the camera getting dirty so the only photos we snapped that day were what we looked like after our demolishing marathon.
Rocking the skull cap mid-summer.
BTW the bff ended up being the champ that day, the muscles and commitment were something to be jealous of. Every time we wanted to take a break or quit for the day she lead by example and kept at it. I remember it was a really hot day and had to peel her out to get some water.
By the end of it all we had a huge pile which filled the tarp, even after the multiple water breaks. I wish I would have taken the time to snap a picture, the pile was crazy! We managed to salvage just a few items like a box of magazines from the 70s, a phonebook from 1912, some love letters, a piece of wall with names (maybe a family tree), a pair of ice skates, and hockey sticks. They were all hidden gems behind the walls or above the ceiling.
The next day the bff was unavailable but to our luck, two friends (an amazing couple) of ours were happy to help. The whole day was spent finishing the debris removal, sweeping, some minor Sawzall work, removing a remaining wall, separating the construction debris (burn or not to burn), and burning as much as we could without starting the backyard on fire.
Once it was all said and done the upstairs now looks like this:
The hole in the floor is the staircase.
Someday, the chimney will come down.
The dormers even look quite different inside (exterior here).
We still have a little bit of cleanup work and we’re squirreling away our pennies for this blank slate, ahhh someday.
And here’s a little video tour:
Update: For those on mobile try youtube here.
All in a days work, to save the bats.
What do you think of the empty space? Plenty of room for activities huh?
P.S. I was not paid or perked from any of these vendors; the boyfriend spoiled me on my birthday and we just happily picked up the supplies necessary for the job.