I guess when they were building houses in the 40's, they didn't insulate them. At least not in our neighborhood. After we moved into our home, we decided mid-winter to remove some wallpaper in one of our bedrooms. We had no idea what we were getting into.
After we removed the first layer of wallpaper, we discover another layer underneath. Then another. And another. And yet another. Until we had pealed off 8 layers. 8! You could see each decade being removed with each layer. Once all layers were removed, we were standing there FREEZING cold, with beautiful tongue and groove cedar walls. And nothing insulating us. There was 6 inches of winter air between our siding and our walls. We had just torn down our insulation.
So now we're left with beautiful walls, no insulation and a freezing house. We're slowly insulation our home, adding drywall and painting, room by room. And learning so much along the way. I can't wait until we can rip up our carpet and expose the hardwoods underneath. Ah the joys of being a homeowner of an older home. I wouldn't trade it.
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Ah! yes the joys of an old house! we have just left an old, well loved home that we lovingly renovated completely to relocate 100 miles away. this house we are in now is a listed building, almost ancient(!) and we just know that there are layers and layers of paper to be discovered...and floorboards to be exposed and loved. the bad news is that we are renting here for a few months and so the work will not be our labour of love...but the good news is that we won't have to pay for it! i think if we took the layers off....this could indeed collapse in on us!
i'm glad i found your blog today...i'll be back to read more later!
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