The 90 year-old cedar siding has met its lifespan. The east side was resided when we tore off the garage, the new soffits were put on when we redid the roof, so the siding is all that’s left for the outside. I hate it when new siding is just put over the old, sinking the windows into the house. This also gives me a chance to insulate in the gap where the old ropes and weights from the previous generation double-hung windows reside, tightening up the house even more.
The cedar siding is all tucked in the trailer, ready for a trip to the landfill (I chose not to burn it, fearing the release of lead into the soil and air). My legs feel the results of up and down the ladders over a couple of days this weekend. Early in the week, the contractor will put up the Ty-Vek. Only two more sides to rip off.