I took last Friday off of work. I woke up early in the morning, fixed myself an iced coffee and went out to wait for the guy from Excel Energy. He was coming to turn off the power to my house, so I could remove the gutters just below the power line.
The guy arrived promptly at 8am. He was making small talk while he unhooked the wires and asked me what project was going to take place on the house. I told him I was going to take down the gutters.
He looked at me and I could see his mind working. He was trying to politely let me know he had doubts I could do it. He asked if I was getting new gutters. I told him I was. Eventually. He said "doesn't the company you are buying the new gutters from usually take the old ones down? These are usually really nailed in here well." I smiled. He told me I had to call the arrange a reconnect by 3pm or I'd have to last the night without juice. He left me a dubious "good luck."
So, the electric guy left. I hauled my ladder over to the house and reviewed the situation. I started by working the straps that went under the shingles free. That was pretty easy. I then started to use my trusty pry-bar to pull the actual gutter free from the board behind it. So, everything was moving along smoothly until I realized that the entire length of the gutter was one piece. I stood up on that ladder for a long time holding once loose end while I tried to figure out what to do. I started to think the electrical guy was right. There was no way I was going to be able to get this down.
The the old house gods gave me an idea. I have a sawzall. I have a sawsall in the basement. I have a sawzall in the basement with a metal blade. Ha. I hauled out that little used sawzall and cut that gutter into three smaller sections. It came down like a dream. I then pried the unpainted back board loose from the rafter tails.
Of course, I stepped on the obligatory nail. But have no fear, I am up-to-date on my tetanus.
I then piled the aluminum in a neat pile and called the electric company to send the guy back out to hook my house up again. All before noon.
I'm pretty sure there was a tiny bit of a smug look on my face when he arrived and I'm also pretty certain I saw a glimmer of respect on his face when he noted my gutterless house and neatly piled aluminum.
Why are my gutters coming down? Because I FINALLY hired painters to scrape and paint the wood trim on my house and I want the rafter tails to be exposed. And this has set in motion a series of related projects.
I'm guessing these photos are going to look very alarming to anyone with a new house. Trust me. Old houses usually need to get uglier before they get pretty. Really. Really.
This saga will continue.....
(If you want the full story on what brought us to this point, click on the "alumacide" label below)
|The fear of the electrical wire leaves me that small forest every year.|
|I think this is the photo that may freak out new house owners and non-restorers.|
|Ah, rafter tails!|