Okaaay….that was awkward. Totally did not mean to take nearly a month-long blogging break. I assure you I got lots of important things done and didn’t just sit around binging on New Girl and Fuller House and going to bed at a completely reasonable time each night. (That’s sarcasm, I did and it was awesome.)
So, where were we? I believe I owe y’all a long overdue post about the exterior rock on our house.
Before we talk about the rock though, lets talk about these babies…
Adam and I knew we wanted antique beam headers to add to the old feel of our house, so we found a local-ish supplier, borrowed a truck and trailer, and headed out one afternoon. We came back with a few beautiful beams and bank account that was over $1,000 lighter.
Yeah…antique beams aren’t cheap (you can see now why we chose to do fake ones in our living room).
Adam cut them down to size – meticulously with extreme caution, obviously – knowing what a big investment they were.
To put them on the wall, he first attach them to 2 x 4’s to made them thicker (so that they would be the same thickness as the rock), and then bolted them on from the inside of the house, before the sheet rock was installed.
(I love those old mortice and tennon joints, so cool.)
That part was easy, that part we were sure about. Then came the rock. Oh boy did we make our rounds with choosing this rock. (I posted about the saga of choosing the stone back in this post, if you want to catch up).
After our choice was delivered we kept going back and looking at the sample that was put up of our two final stone choices.
It turns out, that even after a few weeks of letting the sample dry (after the rock guy said to give it overnight) it still wasn’t dry when we made our decision. One day (after our rock had been delivered) we went back to look at the sample to discover it had finaly fully dried. And you know what? It looked completely different. The cream limestone (top sample that we choose) looked white, boring, and blah, and the more varied one on the bottom looked like absolute perfection. And for pretty much the first time in blog history I didn’t take a picture of something, so I can’t share it with you. You’re just going to have to trust me on this one.
So Adam and I, realizing we made the wrong choice, called our builder to ask if we could switch out our stone. He said we could, but it would be more cost-efficient just to get the second one delivered and eat the price the first, because paying someone to come pick it up would be insanely expensive. So we decided to just go with what we had. Ugh….I felt a little sick about the whole thing to be honest.
And so up it went.
The whole goal with this stone it was to make it look as old as possible, kind a like we put additions on a 200-year-old stone farmhouse. The type of mortar we wanted (a thick messy German smear) was a big part of that. A couple of hours into installation it looked like the above picture and most definitely looked old. Mission accomplished. We didn’t screw up our house.
Then, a few days into drying, it looked like the picture below…and we were like “Oh crap…we definitely screwed up our house.”
And so we just kept watching it, crossing our fingers that it didn’t dry ugly.
After nearly two months of drying, here it is (top section is dry, bottom is still working on it).
We do really like it. The cream limestone isn’t washed out against the white paint like we were worried about…the second they started putting up we knew that wouldn’t be an issue. I mean, it’s not a drastic drastic color difference from the paint to the stone, but it’s just the right amount of definition.
The mortar is a little skimpier than we would have preferred, but that’s okay. And the headers…well the headers are amazing. Right now the difference between old headers and the new cedar porch stretchers is a little shocking, but the cedar will age and gray over time.
Look at these top five little windows with the stone and wood and metal…it’s exactly what we wanted. It doesn’t look like a brand new house at all.
Here’s a few more shots…
We’re getting there…only a few more elements until the exterior is complete!
Now I can’t very well end this post without a few pictures of my kids, because when I re-read this entry five years from now those are the details I’m going to want to remember.
Elijah has been really interested in each and every part of this build, but he particularly liked the rock. Each day when I would pick him of from school the first thing he would say is “Can we go see how the rock workers are doing?” He was pretty much a little construction zone creeper the entire week they were there.
Eventually he couldn’t handle it anymore and just had to start helping. It’s all I could do to keep him from grabbing a trowel and start slinging mortar.
And Levi? Levi didn’t give a rip about any of it, because there was a huge pile of sand calling his name. It was like “Levi, come…fill your boots and pockets with me, take me with you into your van, your car seat, and your home.” He was powerless against it.
So there you have it. We’re at the point now that the interior finish selections are in full swing, and it’s fun and crazy and completely overwhelming. We’re hoping to be able to move in sometime this summer, hopefully before the school year starts. It won’t be done, but it will be close enough by that point that it should be livable.