The first winter here wasn't fun. Naja, it was fun, but it was fun with chills.

This house was owned by the current owner for 11 years. For 11 years, she traveled here three, four times a year (in the summer months) to do a job. She spent the first years making the house liveable, and in the years after she ensured that the stones of the house were treated.

When we got here it was a fairly habitable home - in summer.
In the autumn we started to notice some failures.
In winter it was just abandon..
The wood stove didn't work. The smoke was not drained out, but simply blown in by a tube too short.
If the stove was on, the door was ajar - only so was there to breathe in the house.
The only moments when we got heat from the stove was while towering the wood.

Our life took place in the kitchen and bedroom - these were the only places where it was somewhat to do. Naya!., was to do? We got the kitchen with lots of art and tools raised to a grade or 12, 13 - but we didn't even make it on a regular basis..
Yet no one got sick this winter.! It also had something: it was cozy, cozy - not to mention gruesome old-fashioned and farmers..

We did not shower all winter - we wash ourselves in the kitchen by the sink. It was so cold upstairs that there were spontaneous icicles hanging from your gamble and your eyelids stuck to each other.
No, that showering really wasn't him.
The only thing we went up for was the plee visit. In this winter, we learned to pee and defecate quickly - anything but not to get the chance to freeze on the pleats.

Last year we filled the winter months at the farm - where we found out it's just normal to abandon an old farm. Tcha.., the houses were just not delivered as well as today 200 years ago.

When we returned here after winter, we started winterproof of the house pretty quickly.
We had already replaced the old floors on the first floor (that was already huge.!). Now those floors had to be insulated.
After the floors, we took the first room in the attic: a new floor that we naturally insulated directly.
And then.., then the roof was the turn!
We know how to replace floors, we've already done that a few times now. We can isolate too, we would have done that a few times.
Handing the roof was another job of a different caliber.
I gambled on 2 weeks, Cees pointed his arrows on 2 months.
Cees won..

Anyway, it succeeded - the first part of the attic is ready! 30 cm Insulation material, smeared and carpentry (oh no, we used screws!).

While demolishing the finish that was placed 13 years ago, we found out why it was always so horribly cold in winter: there really was nothing between the slate and the finish. Yes, a dead rat, but nothing else.

The sun on slate - in the middle of summer - you can imagine how unwise warm it was up here when the mercury was around 40 degrees..
The heat just took your breath - peezing at ease, quietly pissing, relaxing on the plae., no question of! In summer, you automatically competed in a continuous race: “fast skating” & “high pressure spikes”.

Continue now.., shoulders underneath and strike out - ensure that the second part of the attic is insulated even before summer.
The end is in sight.., I smell the port already!
Work on a little more and we can relax in the summer.
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Photo 1: you are looking at the roof.
Photo 2: the first half of the roof ready!
Photo 3: it fell from the old finish..

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