I’ve been told by some people to write about our cabin,
mainly my sister, who is curious to see pictures and hear about the place.
The seventies are one of those decades they could easily
delete and nobody would really mind too much. What do we really cherish from
that era, certainly not disco, bell-bottom paints or that puffed up buffo
hairstyle. The renovations in the
housing industry were equally as bad, out with the classy Victorian style in
the renovations and in with the modern cheap nouveau plastics. Most houses, like ours in the historic
Avenues area were gutted, all that fine oak trim thrown out to be replaced with
lovely green wall-to-wall shag carpet and dark wood paneling. Let’s not forget the large wallpapered living
rooms depicting lavish Mediterranean scenes, the olive toilets and sinks
decorated with yellow or brown tile in every bathroom. How quickly they could erase 100 years of tradition
in the name of modern renovation.
We spent a decade removing and correcting the faux pas of
the seventies with our house from the 1890’s.
Our cabin was, unfortunately build in the 70’s, built to save costs,
built to save on labor, aesthetics and functionality. Starting with the
foundation that is shy eighteen inches above the frost line, because they
wanted to save money and not dig down deep enough. At 7000 feet the foundation should have been
at five feet, ours is only three. This
may explain why the southwest corned is sinking down three inches; maybe also
why the floors are so ice cold lacking insulation.
Why is it that one has to sit sideways on the toilet because
your knees hit the wall in front of you, the floor laminate cut around the
bathroom fixtures and filled with some off white, yellowed with aged caulking
to fill in the gaps? The cheapest of
trim used around all the doors and windows.
This is why the cabin really needs to be leveled and re-built again. A
process that I am not looking forward to since I have done it all before and
know exactly just what it entails. The endless hours and labor involved, unless
you happen to win the lottery and can afford to have some contractors do it all
for you.
With that in mind I am driving up to Idaho to buy a lottery ticket !!!
It’s nice to hang out there, but we all realize that it
could use some major fixing-up, someday.
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| The best thing about it is the view! |
Richard Boyer