This installment is all one house and could probably better be titled as “Why Meth is Bad, Kids” or perhaps “Meth and Useless, Free Wooden Crates You Can Tear Apart For Scrap Don’t Mix.”
When we bought this house and started remodeling it, the neighbor asked what we were doing. My response was “pretty much a complete gut job.” To which he replied, “that surprises me, the former owner was working on that house all day and night.”
Yeah, I bet he was:
Tweak, tweak, tweak…
Yes folks, he tacked every single one of those 1×2 pieces of scrap lumber onto the walls. But not only that, he did the soffits outside as well:
And we actually left this, a worth reminder of such epic tweakage:
Meth is bad kids.