Some context: my dad likes to build, but doesn't believe in pesky little tools like... levels, molds, measurements, etc. My mom stayed quiet about it, hoping he'd stick around. He didn't.
The back porch is the main disaster. It's essentially four projects layered on top of each other:
- He extended the porch, then decided to paint it
- Didn't like the paint, so poured concrete over the concrete. No forms on the side, so it dried spilled over the edge
- Didn't like that either, so tiled over the concrete
- Painted the tiles, then tried to strip the paint, so now there are some tiles with patches of paint on them
The layers have built up so much that you can't even put a doormat down without blocking the back door from opening.
He also built a "balcony" that I genuinely wouldn't feel safe standing on for long. Like, the bottom isn't secure, so he put a big random brick on one of the planks to keep it in place. It has random openings in it that raccoons, opossums, and snakes use to crawl through.
Beyond the structures, my mom and I have just avoided the backyard entirely, so there's years of neglect and debris on top of everything else. The backyard now entirely belongs to the stray cats we feed, lol.
I don't even know where to start or what questions to ask. Is the porch something that can even be salvaged? How do you even remove that much concrete? Is it possible to break concrete... affordably? And what on earth can be done about the "balcony" and the ugly shed he built in the corner? Any guidance at all would be really appreciated.
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Edit: I'm sorry I haven't responded to many of you but know that I've been reading and taking in all of your advice. And I actually have a (work in progress) to-do list now! Having an actual starting point made this project feel doable. I appreciate the help so much.
You all have been speculating that my dad has ADHD, and he probably does, but I was actually diagnosed with it + autism and depression. I was worried that the sudden drive to fix the backyard would be fleeting since trying to form a plan was instantly overwhelming for me, lol. But wow, now I'm a bit excited.
I put a notice in my calendar to come back in a year to update you all. I hope I'm able to do this.
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Edit 2: Also, to clarify, my dad isn't dead. He just packed up and moved out. I initially wrote this post while I was angry and didn't want to drop the whole family lore on any of you, so I ended up wording the situation too vaguely, lol. There're several complicated messes surrounding my family and I just want to clean up one of the tangible ones.