Everyday Dose Of Reality
There comes a time during every renovation where you stop and say, “Oh hell! Someones getting hurt today, I just know it”. That moment for me would have been a few days ago when the husband brought home a lift. Thanks to Santa for loaning my husband death with hydraulics. Our ladders were not tall enough for the gym/living room/dinning room area, so a scissor lift is now involved. I can’t begin to explain how much fun this thing is in a house with 4 dogs, a butt load of children, 3 of which are 6 years old and under let’s not forget Macgyver as a husband. Normally, I down roughly 3 to 4 pots of coffee a day, suffice it to say when he rolled down the sidewalk on this lift, I put on the 5th pot for the day. The good thing about owning a school for your home is at the front doors, the center bar is removable, which allows for BIG ASS things to pull into your house. As my knight and shinning armor rode through the hallway on his bright blue scissor lift, Orthos chased him barking the entire way.
The plan: cut 3 holes in the ceiling. Install 2 ceiling fans and 1 skylight. This is what I like to call ceiling fan and skylight installation extreme. First, you are 20 to 25 feet in the air, depending which roof you are aiming for. Second, the gym has 2 roofs that are roughly 3.5 feet apart (this will make more sense when you look at the pictures below 😉 trust me). Third, this building is a super structure, no roof tresses we are talking I-beams rubber roof with enough rock to lay a road. We found a few surprises along the way, such as, the roof drainage system that leaks or did leak. There was also the lack of any engineering concept when hanging the ceiling.