How much should i charge to reside a house in vinyl? Includes tear out of old siding, and insulation behind siding. I’m in Northern Ontario… anybodies help would be much appreciated!
Discussion Forum
Discussion Forum
Up Next
Video Shorts
Featured Story
![](https://images.finehomebuilding.com/app/uploads/2024/04/29113159/BUILDING-SCIENCE-SYMPOSIUM-1-Large-thumb-16x9.jpeg)
Check out the lineup for the 2024 Building Science Symposium featuring experts like Steve Baczek, Dr. Joe Lstiburek, and more.
Featured Video
How to Install Cable Rail Around Wood-Post CornersHighlights
"I have learned so much thanks to the searchable articles on the FHB website. I can confidently say that I expect to be a life-long subscriber." - M.K.
Replies
Hi. Round here (upper midwest, USA) guys are getting about $100/sq tear off, HO supplies the dumpster or removal, and about the same to reinstall. Of course, that is a ballpark starting rate. You'll have a few folks say to figure your time, use your multiplier, add a few %, and hope like heck to make something!
I've always done pretty well using those numbers. Of course, all the standard variables like # of levels, gables, porches, windows, landscaping, etc. would come into play. Those numbers have at least been a good place for me to start.
BTW, welcome to BT!
Quality, Craftsmanship, Detail
Thanks for your advice.... is that with materials that price?(labour and vinyl siding)... cause my price for the product is 58$ + all the trim and accesories. So therefore my labour price should be around $40/sq??? Its my first vinyl job and i don't want to overprice or screw myself. Thanks again
I am a superintendent for a very large siding company. I would not touch the installation for less than $1.50 per/ft. and at least $1.00 per/ft for the tear off.
Those prices are LABOR only. Materials, Dump fees, etc. extra.
Edited 5/19/2005 8:18 am ET by bigmike
Can you install a square in an hour? Then that makes you're hourly rate $40/hr. That times the numerf of hours you can reasonably work in a day is your daily "salary". Is that how much you need to stay in business?
I'm sorry, I thought you wanted it done the right way.
Sorry You misunderstood me ... what i meant was if i charge 100 a square does that include product? my price for vinyl is 60 a square... therefore if the price of 100/sq includes product that would mean i would make 40 per sq...i just didn't know if the price of 100sq includes product or is it strictly labour?
What I was quoting was labor only. Your materials price sounds a lot like here. Siding, trim, nails, etc all are extra. Quality, Craftsmanship, Detail
$6.
Jeff
You can't charge $6. You know some illegals are going to pull up in a pick up and do it for $5.50! Lower your rate!
What kind of siding are you tearing off?
Vinyl, aluminum, wood, or ???
One layer or more?
Certainteed pays $125 a sqaure for removal and replacement of thier defective siding. That covers everything but the replacement siding.
Since I'd be expecting 250 to 400, I'd have to do it half azzed for certainteed. nobody has mentioned that two or three storiy homes are going to be a lot more expensive than flat ranches.
Welcome to the Taunton University of Knowledge FHB Campus at Breaktime. where ... Excellence is its own reward!
"nobody has mentioned that two or three storiy homes are going to be a lot more expensive than flat ranches."
I'm still waiting to hear what kind of siding we're tearing off. Maybe he's not gonna tell us?
Ability will never catch up with the demand for it. [Malcolm Forbes]
it doesnt matter what kind of siding. I think I'm going to side with Jeff (again). $6 for the house."If you pick up a starving dog and make him prosperous, he will not bite you. This is the principal difference between a dog and a man." - Mark Twain
"it doesnt matter what kind of siding. "
Like hell it doesn't.
I'd sure charge a lot differently for tearing off aluminum siding than wood siding, or that old asbestos stuff that I can't think of the name of. Or if there was more than one layer.
Fiction is obliged to stick to possibilities. Truth isn't. [Mark Twain]
what kind of idiot would tear off the old siding before putting on vinyl? The whole point of vinyl is that it's not watertight. the only thing keeping water off the house is the old siding underneath.
What kind of idiot asks a question like that without knowing all the facts? He could be tearing off of aluminum or vinyl siding and leaving existing siding underneath. Many houses have more than one layer on them.
The history of our race, and each individual's experience, are sown thick with evidence that a truth is not hard to kill and that a lie told well is immortal. [Mark Twain]
i'm also replacing the windows,and if i leave the old siding on it will make the sill larger and the HO doesn't want athick sill as it will collect snow. Also by starting from scratch i'm going to re wrap the house and flash the windows. i guess the HO had lots of heat loss and a bit of water damage, so she wants it done right.
Ohh ...
I see.
UnLike all the other sidings that are ...
"watertight" ...
ahh ha ha ha ...
Jeff
Watertight: wo-ter-'#### adj: constructed so as to keep water out. When used in exterior siding applications, one should remember every aspect of the product is "watertight" except in the areas of nail penetrations of subsequential layers of a similar watertight product having been installed over the existing. One should also keep in mind there was a reason for the second (maybe even third) layers to have been applied in the first place. IE: Instances of major rot and/or delamination. Inwhichcase, it could very well be said the initial "watertight" product of the aforementioned initial installation should very well have been removed in the the initial work being performed.
Straight from my new Remodelers Construction Dictionary. : )Quality, Craftsmanship, Detail
>>>>"The whole point of vinyl is that it's not watertight."I thought the point of vinyl is you don't have to paint it?
Jon Blakemore
No, the real point of vinyl is for good quality landfill (eventually.)
Dustin Thompson
ok, you missed the facetiousness . . ."If you pick up a starving dog and make him prosperous, he will not bite you. This is the principal difference between a dog and a man." - Mark Twain
Looking like that time of the month again around here...
Welcome to the Taunton University of Knowledge FHB Campus at Breaktime. where ... Excellence is its own reward!
lol i was gonna ask boss that when i got to the last of the posts
yeah but i cant go too hard on a guy who's quoting Twain."If you pick up a starving dog and make him prosperous, he will not bite you. This is the principal difference between a dog and a man." - Mark Twain
I think I can confidently state that Twain would not have opted for vinyl siding....
Dinosaur
A day may come when the courage of men fails,when we forsake our friends and break all bonds of fellowship...
But it is not this day.
ROFLMAO"If you pick up a starving dog and make him prosperous, he will not bite you. This is the principal difference between a dog and a man." - Mark Twain
But he could have written one heck of a great story about installing it incorporating all the supposed "advantages" of the stuff, all in local colour, of course
Welcome to the Taunton University of Knowledge FHB Campus at Breaktime. where ... Excellence is its own reward!
"Tom!"
No answer.
"TOM!"
No answer.
"What's gone with that boy, I wonder? You TOM!"
No answer.
The old lady pulled her spectacles down and looked over them about the room; then she put them up and looked out under them. She seldom or never looked through them for so small a thing as a boy; they were her state pair, the pride of her heart, and were built for "style," not service--she could have seen through a pair of stove lids just as well.
She went to the open door and stood in it and looked out among the tomato vines and "jimpson" weeds that constituted the garden. No Tom. So she lifted up her voice at an angle calculated for distance, and shouted:
"Y-o-u-u Tom!"
There was a slight noise behind her and she turned just in time to seize a small boy by the slack of his roundabout and arrest his flight.
"There! I might 'a' thought of that closet. What you been doing in there?"
"Nothing."
"Nothing! Look at your hands. And look at your mouth. What is that truck?"
"I don't know, aunt."
"Well, I know. It's jam--that's what it is. Forty times I've said if you didn't let that jam alone I'd skin you. Hand me that switch."
The switch hovered in the air--the peril was desperate--
"My! Look behind you, aunt!"
The old lady whirled round, and snatched her skirts out of danger. The lad fled, on the instant, scrambled up the high board-fence, and disappeared over it.
His aunt Polly stood surprised a moment, and then broke into a gentle laugh.
"Hang the boy, can't I never learn anything?Ain't he played me tricks enough like that for me to be looking out for him by this time? But my goodness, he never plays them alike, two days, and how is a body to know what's coming...? Well-a-well. He'll play hookey this evening, and I'll just be obleeged to make him work, tomorow, to punish him. It's mighty hard to make him work Saturdays, but he hates work more than he hates anything else, and I've got to do some of my duty by him, or I'll be the ruination of the child."
* * *
Saturday morning was come, and all the summer world was bright and fresh, and brimming with life. There was a song in every heart; and if the heart was young the music issued at the lips.The locust trees were in bloom and the fragrance of the blossoms filled the air. Cardiff Hill, beyond the village and above it, was green with vegetation, and it lay just far enough away to seem a Delectable Land, dreamy, reposeful, and inviting.
Tom appeared on the sidewalk with a hammer and an old cloth apron full of nails. Next to him on the ground was a depressingly large pile of vinyl siding. He surveyed the side of Aunt Polly's house, and all the gladness left him and a deep melancholy settled down upon his spirit. Forty feet of scabrous wood boards, two and a half stories high. Life seemed to him hollow, and existence but a burden. Sighing, he put the claw of his hammer under a board and levered it off the house; he repeated the operation; did it again; compared the insignificant naked sheathing with the far-reaching continent of untouched wall., and sat down on a tree-box, discouraged. Jim came skipping out at the gate with a tin pail, and singing "Buffalo Gals." Bringing water from the town pump had always been hateful work in Tom's eyes, before, but now it did not strike him so. He remembered that there was company at the pump.
"Say, Jim, I'll fetch the water if you'll strip a few of these boards off."
Jim shook his head and said:
"Can't, Mars Tom. Ole missis, she tole me I got to go an' git dis water an' not stop foolin' roun' wid anybody. She says she spec' Mars Tom gwine to ax me to strip dem boards, an' she tole me go 'long an' 'tend to my own business--she 'lowed she'd 'tend to de board-strippin'."
"Oh, never you mind what she said, Jim. That's the way she always talks. Gimme the bucket--I won't be gone only a minute. She won't ever know..
"Oh, I dasn't Mars Tom. Ole missis she'd take an' tar de head off'n me. 'Deed she would."
"She! She never licks anybody--whacks 'em over the head with her thimble--and who cares for that, I'd like to know. Jim, I'll give you a marvel. I'll give you a white alley!"
Jim began to waver.
"And besides, if you will I'll show you my sore toe."
Jim was only human--this attraction was too much for him. He put down his pail, took the white alley, and bent over the toe with absorbing interest while the bandage was being unwound. In another moment he was flying down the street with his pail and a tingling rear, Tom was stripping the house with vigor, and Aunt Polly was retiring from the field with a slipper in her hand and triumph in here eye.
But Tom's energy did not last. He began to think of the fun he had planned for this day, and his sorrows multiplied. He got out his worldly wealth and examined it--bits of toys, marbles, and trash; enough to buy an exchange of work maybe, but not half enough to buy so much as half an hour of pure freedom. So he returned his straightened means to his pocket, and gave up the idea of trying to buy the boys. At this dark and hopeless moment an inspiration burst upon him! Nothing less than a great, magnificent inspiration.
He took up his hammer and went tranquilly to work. Ben Rogers hove in sight presently. Ben's gait was the hop-skip-and-jump--proof enough that his heart was light and his anticipations high. As he drew near, he slackened speed, took the middle of the street, leaned far over to starboard and rounded to ponderously and with laborious pomp and circuimstance--for he was personating the "Big Missouri," and considered himself to be drawing nine feet of water.
"Stop her, sir! Ting-a-ling-ling!" The headway ran almost out and he drew up slowly toward the side-walk.
Tom went on levering boards off the house--paid no attention to the steamboat. Ben stared a moment and then said:
"Hi-yi! You're up a stump, ain't you!"
No answer. Tom surveyed the stripped sheathing with the eye of an artist; then he set the claws of the hammer under another board and heaved, as before. Ben ranged up alongside of him.
"Hello, old chap, you've got to work, hey?"
Tom wheeled suddenly and said:
"Why it's you Ben! I warn't noticing."
"Say--I'm going in a swimming, I am. Don't you wish you could? But of course you'd druther work--wouldn't you? Course you would!"
Tom contemplated the boy a bit, and said:
"What do you call work?"
"Why ain't that work?"
Tom resumed prising boards off the house, and answered carelessly:
"Well, maybe it is, and maybe it ain't. All I know, is, it suits Tom Sawyer."
"Oh come, now, you don't mean to let on that you like it?"
The hammer continued to move; the nails creaked and groaned as they pulled out of the dry furring strips.
"Like it? Well I don't see why I oughtn't to like it. Does a boy get a chance to strip and side a house every day?"
That put the thing in a new light. Ben stopped nibbling his apple. Tom hooked his hammer deftly under a board and prised it off--stepped back to admire his work--slid the claws under yet another and let his weight bring the handle down--Ben watching every move and getting more and more interested, more and more absorbed. Presently he said:
"Say, Tom, let me strip a few boards."
Tom considered, was about to consent; but he altered his mind:
"No--no--I reckon it wouldn't hardly do, Ben. You see, Aunt Polly's awful particular about her house; especially this wall, facing right here on the street, you know--but if it was the back wall I wouldn't mind and she wouldn't. I reckon there ain't one boy in a thousand, maybe two thousand, that can do it the way it's got to be done."
"No--is that so? Oh come, now--lemme just try. Only just a little--I'd let you, if you was me, Tom."
"Ben, I'd like to, honest injun; but Aunt Polly--well Jim wanted to do it, but she wouldn't let him; Sid wanted to do it, and she wouldn't let Sid. Now don't you see how I'm fixed? If you was to tackle this wall and anything was to happen to it--"
"Oh, shucks, I'll be just as careful. Now lemme try. Say--I'll give yu the core of my apple."
"Well, here--. No Ben, now don't. I'm afeard--"
"I'll give you all of it!"
Tom gave up the hammer with reluctance in his face but alacrity in his heart. And while the late steamer "Big Missouri" worked and sweated in the sun, the retired carpenter sat on a barrel in the shade close by, dangled his legs, munched his apple, and planned the slaughter of more innocents....
Dinosaur
A day may come when the courage of men fails,when we forsake our friends and break all bonds of fellowship...
But it is not this day.
I have to ask...Did you actually type all that, or did you somehow start with some copied text? I don't have the heart to ask why.
Anyone that can rewrite history that way, well, you're my idol (LOL)!
I actually typed it all, copying (except for the 'original' parts, LOL) from a printed book. Took me about 15 minutes.
I'm a little out of shape nowadays, having not done much keyboard work in the last 25 years or so...but when I ran a graphics studio in NYC I could hit 140 wpm with no trouble and maintain an average of over 120. Of course, at that time I sat at a keyboard 6-10 hours a day most days....
Dinosaur
A day may come when the courage of men fails,when we forsake our friends and break all bonds of fellowship...
But it is not this day.
Sorry guys .... i'm tearing off vinyl with old white styrofoam insul under it .
The most time consuming part, the trim and starter strip, is already done. The angles are already cut, it's only a matter of tracing and cutting new ones. It's just removing and replacing the vinyl itself. Actually goes pretty quick. Even with the labor rates here you can still make a buck.
Sears had an ad in the paper every week, they pay subs $85/square labor only.