Showing posts with label house. Show all posts
Showing posts with label house. Show all posts

July 7, 2024

Coming Home

We are moved. My horse and I are (basically) sharing an address for the first time ever.

This was taken from my bathroom window.

It has been a heck of a month. Every bit of free time I had was spent getting my old (and, it's truly old) house ready to be sold. Since we are asking finished home prices for it, I couldn't have any frayed edges showing that might make a buyer think it needed work. 

Absolutely unbelievable amounts of mulch. I was so tired.


But it paid off. This is my baby. Every bit of it completely transformed over the last nine years since I paid $80,000 for a long empty 3300 sqft house that looked like a haunted house from the outside.





As soon as the last task was checked off the list hours before listing photos were taken, I felt myself start to come back to life. I started seeing my horse again. Really seeing him. Brushing him. Doing more than just a quick hoof pick and cleaning his stall. I haven't swung a leg over since the endurance ride, but I can feel myself wanting that again.

I also started seeing - omg where did these weeds come from?! lol



And doing other farm maintenance chores I'd ignored like dragging and watering for the first time in a month. My fellow co-op members totally understood when I said that some things would fall by the wayside for all of June, and even picked me up when I needed it - I only had 11 feeding shifts in June (should be 14-17), and they occasionally also did my stall. This is the power of the co-op: everyone pulls their weight as much as they can all the time, but when one of us needs picked up, we've got her back. I am eternally grateful for these wonderful people.


Tractor driving skills test: made it!

But as hard as selling the old house is, there's no doubt in my mind that moving out here is the right call. For one - my neurotic special needs child Meatloaf is the happiest and most relaxed I've ever seen her.

She hasn't slept this hard this often in the four years I've owned her. It's incredible.

I didn't realize how anxious she was living in the city until we moved out to the farm, and instead of asking to go out every half hour to investigate something she heard outside, she's now sleeping. A lot. And only asks to go out once or twice a day, if that.

Our new backyard. No fence needed, because Meatloaf thinks she's the only dog on earth out here.

They are, of course, also getting a lot of exercise. To get to the barn, I have to walk from the back end of the farm property to the middle of it, which is about a quarter mile walk. I could drive, and I probably will when the weather is bad, but how could I say no to this commute?

The dogs absolutely love this walk


For another, it just feels right. I grew up on a farm, and it feels like coming home. It is home.

Home is where the heart is.

Now to get back to riding...

September 10, 2020

House Post Whatever Day It Is: Laundry Room Reveal!

I almost didn't think this day would ever come, but the laundry room is finally (99%) done. Still a couple very little things to do, but they are largely things too small to be noticed in the 'after' pictures. So here you go!

 [Reminder that Blogger photos are slightly grainy when viewed via RSS, so if you're reading this in Feedly or something, you may want to click through to my actual post to see all that sweet, sweet laundry room goodness in high-def]


The Sheila Maid drying rack might be the best possible saddle pad drying rack ever. Out of the way and almost out of sight up near the ceiling! And period-appropriate for this house, which is always cool.

It's especially awesome if you remember the way I used to dry my saddle pads in this room just a few months ago:


Speaking of saddle pads, they have an official home now, in a cabinet I specifically bought sized for them:

My GC's guys broke a couple tiles that have to be regrouted, hence the green spacers still up. Sigh.

One of my favorite details in the room ended up being the shelves, which caught me by surprise. I made them out of scrap wood, an eco-friendly zero VOC stain, and Victorian-era reproduction brackets that I spray painted a soft gold. They immediately made the room feel so much less modern despite nearly every other finish being relatively modern:

Yes the color IS accurate here, Austen helped me figure out how to edit them in Lightroom

Color not quite accurate here, but you can see the brackets well here

The wall color is the same color my husband used in his project house, SW Dreamy White. It is, surprisingly, classified as a white, but it reads pink in most lights and beige in others. I'm kinda lukewarm on it against the cabinets, but I couldn't think of anything else I liked better, so it'll do for now. It looks absolutely stunning above the backsplash, at the very least:

My architecture school roommate said I went "full 1930s Art Deco Miami" and I dunno but I'm here for that

I was as obsessed with planning the workflow in here as my husband was when we laid out the kitchen, and I'm happy to report that it all flows so nicely. It's amazing to be able to turn around from taking the lint out of the dryer (without having to bend over!) and pull a trash can out and throw it in there. It's a little thing, but we plan to live here forever, so that's also kind of a big thing, you know?

Take the lint out...


Put it in the trash can (to the left of the sink)

I ended up making a last minute decision to sub out the butcher block countertops I wrote about in my design post for IKEA's faux marble ones. They're not going to fool anyone that they're real stone close up, but they look good from a distance, are extremely durable, and they're subtle in a way that allows the wood shelves above them to be the visual star of the show. Someday when I run out of reasons to spend money on this house (ha) I'll probably upgrade them, but they're fine for now.

Obviously painting this trim is on my list yet to do...


I can't end this tour without a close-up of the handles. They and their matching round knob pulls are so heavy in the hand and gorgeous to look at. Definitely one of my favorite little details.

Color extremely accurate here, take that, Samsung!

 

So that's that! Over four months after demo began, we FINALLY have it all put back together. And not a moment too soon - I really lose my mind the more clutter I have around my office, and there was a ton of it throughout this project. It's so therapeutic to put "everything in its place" again.

I pulled together a source list if anyone wants it:

Floor - Home Depot

Wall Color - Sherwin Williams Cashmere

Cabinet Color - Sherwin Williams Emerald Urethane

Chandelier - Overstock

Sink - IKEA

Countertops - IKEA

Cabinet carcasses - IKEA

Cabinet doors - Semihandmade

Cabinet pulls - Lowe's

Cabinet knobs - Lowe's

Sheila Maid Drying Rack - Sheila Maid

Backsplash tile - Lowe's 

Backsplash grout - Floor and Decor

Plans for washer/dryer base - Ana White

Shelf brackets (link to seller's entire Etsy shelf bracket section) - WePeddleMetal on Etsy

August 17, 2020

House Post Monday: Laundry Room Finish Line is in Sight

I have lots of horse stuff to catch you all up on, but first, a laundry room update.

In June, IKEA opened its first delivery slots since March. I hemmed and hawed about taking one, because they were out of one of the cabinets I needed, but in the end I decided to take it minus that cabinet, because I had no idea when that cabinet would be back in stock, I had no idea how quickly those slots would go, and I figured it would be easier to track down one single missing cabinet than continue to play chicken with IKEA on the whole order.

That was early June. The first available delivery slot was....August 5th. Deep breath, we're in a pandemic.

The good news? 1. My delivery got delivered, 2. On time, 3. Without missing any parts, and 4. My missing cabinet came into stock at the Indianapolis location the same week, so I drove up to retrieve it. If I hadn't taken that delivery slot, it would likely have been October before I got cabinets, no joke.

And now we're here:

It feels SO GOOD to have actual storage in here again. And it feels amazing to be able to see, touch and feel the final layout.

The washer/dryer platform will get pushed back by a few inches, but otherwise, this is it. Hank's crate is behind the W/D

So far, functionally, it's exact as I envisioned it. Right down to Hank's food fitting perfectly in one of the pull-out drawers and our cleaning supplies working great on the slide out rack.

 
This picture is somewhat misleading, since in the final version, the dog food bin won't be on wheels and there will be a drawer above it, but it still fits perfectly

Next up, I've had to finally get over my fear of using my barnmate's industrial paint sprayer. Spraying cabinets with a temperamental-but-powerful paint sprayer has proven to be quite challenging, but I'm getting there. As of today, they're primed:

Next up, spraying them the same greenish teal as the W/D platform. Which still does not photograph even close to real life no matter what.

My garage is currently overrun with painting crap

We are SO CLOSE to the end! This week I hope to get the shelf boards stained, then this weekend I'm going to tile the backsplash, so that our contractor can come back and hang the shelves next week. (Am I capable of hanging shelves myself? Yes. Do I want to hang shelves in solid crumbly 130 year old brick walls covered in drywall and tile? Hell no.) Somewhere in there a plumber is coming to install the faucet and plumbing too, the toe kicks and a few pieces of trim have to get installed, and I have to paint the outside door trim. But after that...it's done!

July 19, 2020

House Post Sunday: The Never-Before-Seen Back Hallway Staircase

Since we were having drywall work done in the laundry room, I tacked on another piece of drywall work to the project: the back hallway.

The laundry room wall, formerly exterior, is to the left if you're standing where I am in this photo.

This is a space I hate so much, I've never once photographed it until now. It's in the poorly built 1938 addition, which was built as an expansion of the servants' space and gave the servants a second bedroom (or maybe a sitting room), a sewing room, and their own entrance. It also joined the main house to the detached kitchen, now the laundry room.

Despite my utter disdain for this space, the time had come to reckon with it, since the ceiling was threatening to cave in over it. That may sound terrifying to those of you in drywall houses, but plaster has a lifespan of about 40-50 years, after which it can start to pull away from the lath behind it, so it's expected and normal.

The addition
There's a privacy fence here now, but this 4 year old picture shows the addition clearly, which is the sided section.

This staircase is INSANELY steep. The treads are so small I have to turn even my size 5.5 feet sideways on them. And it's 0% up to code, but it's grandfathered in, which is good, because the laws of physics are against us on reconfiguring it.

So. Much. Beige. Even the wall behind it used to be This Surface is Probably Dirty Beige until we primed it...years ago...and never painted it...

So over the years, we have given the back hallway no love. Haven't primed. Haven't painted. Haven't redone the floors (the only room in the entire house we haven't done the floors in!) And the floor still has a hole in it from when the previous owner had her washer and dryer back here, under the electrical panel, with the dryer venting into a cloth bag in the cellar!

Even the electrical panel was This Surface is Probably Dirty beige (yes, this has been replaced).

The cracks ended up being so bad, instead of just going over the plaster with drywall like we'd done in every other upstairs ceiling five years ago, my GC decided to reinforce it with plywood as well. And then once that was done and mudded, his crew left their ladder and walkboard setup so I could prime and paint the ceiling, which I did last weekend.


I realize that may look terrifying, but I was only a maximum of maybe 10 feet off the ground on this one.


This is in stark and terrifying contrast to when I did this same thing using my GC's walkboards to take the wallpaper down, prime and paint over the front staircase five years ago. I was 25 feet up for that one, and it's the only time in my life I've ever been genuinely scared of a home improvement project. But I did it.

This is the end of day two after the ladder had been lowered several times, but imagine this same setup up near the ceiling in this space! It was so scary.

So I primed the ceiling, and that went fast, so I decided, what the heck, why not prime the walls too. Not like they needed it or anything.

Knowing the former owner, this is likely Great Dane damage. It's too high off the floor to be her 32 cats. There are places in my house where I would skimcoat this clearly not in great condition wall before painting it, but the shitty back utility staircase is not one of those places #pickyourbattles

And then I primed the banister too (after cleaning it with TSP first!), and eventually, the whole staircase was primed. GOODBYE more of This Surface Is Probably Dirty Beige.

Bye beige

Then this weekend, since I do need to give the walkboard back someday (bless my GC), I painted the walls.

Sherwin Williams Sky High tinted to 75%. With the lights off, it reads blue, and with the lights on, it reads white.

There's still so much left to do in this little area, including: replace the workbench that's off to the right of the photo above, put in some more permanent tool storage, get rid of the carpet, refinish and/or paint the stairs depending on what's under that nasty carpet, install Flor wall to wall, prime the rest of the workbench room, paint the rest of the workbench room, the staircase, the doors, and a whole lot of trim.

That's old houses though, you are always aware there's something more to do, but you know it'll all get done in due time!

May 24, 2020

House Post Sunday: Grout and Chandelier!

At my last house post a week ago, I had just spent two excruciating days laying tile.

Me questioning my life choices while drinking

I finished that up on Sunday night at 11pm and rolled into Pilates the next morning (which we're doing 1:1 with both of us wearing masks and extra time to disinfect between clients) like "...halp." I was so sore. Thankfully I had to wait a couple days to grout, but I still wasn't totally recovered when I sat down with the grouting tools on Tuesday night.


Grouting goes a lot faster than tiling, especially since we did such small spacers (2mm). I did the whole room in about 4 hours. But it's still time kneeling and it's a lot of shoulder work.


It was immediate mental payoff to see how good it looked grouted. And I got an even bigger mental payoff when we returned home from my grandpa's graveside services on Friday night to see our GC had moved the washer and dryer into the house, hooked them up, AND put them on my platform for the first time:

Yes the color is still not represented correctly. I've given up. That's a slide out rack in between with detergent on it.

And as if doing laundry for the first time in two weeks wasn't exciting enough, while I was out trail riding on Saturday (more on that tomorrow), my husband hung my laundry room chandelier. At least the frame part. He wasn't dumb enough to hang each strand of crystals (with a split ring!) like I was.

I only had two of the types of bulbs I needed, which I put on the ends, so you'll just have to use your imagination to imagine it all lit up for now

It. Is. Perfect. And very extra. But mostly just perfect.

An angle you will never see it from, because I'm standing where cabinets will be

My husband keeps cracking jokes about laundry being a black tie affair now, but honestly, the chandelier fits in with the rest of the house. We got chandeliers all over the place in here.

The day we toured it with a realtor five years ago. These two are original to the house and when we bought it they were hanging off the gas lines that once fed the flames that would be where the vertical bulbs are now. They have a matching little brother on the stairs.


It doesn't look nearly as ostentatious from the angle you'll see it at most, although I did realize after it was hung that the light fixture was originally centered assuming upper cabinets and a bulkhead on one side - which means it's several inches off center now. Sigh. I'm just going to pretend I didn't see that, I've hit my quota of plaster dust for the year.


Next up is me trying to stay up til midnight so I can get a Click n Collect spot at our local IKEA to pick up the cabinets, and then it'll be me driving to IKEA with my horse trailer to get the cabinets. Because the cabinets have to be in before I can do the backsplash, and the backsplash has to be in before the shelves and trim, and the trim, crown and baseboards will all get installed at roughly the same time, and then it's just up to me to paint, and we're done!

It even throws pretty prism rainbows on the wall at night, swoon

May 18, 2020

House Post Monday: Everything Hurts and I'm Dying

First, some progress pics. This was two weeks ago today:


One week ago today:


Today:


On Friday, our GC's crew finished up the drywall and passed the baton to us. They're not done, but they're done for now. On Friday night, we primed the entire room, including the ceiling, and on Saturday morning, I painted the ceiling. Do you know I feel about ceilings?

Haaaaaaaate

But the ceiling had to get done, because it had to be done before we laid the floor, and the floor has to go in because we're on day 8 since I was last able to run a load of laundry, and we only have about 5 days left before that becomes a critical situation.

Despite wanting to get it over with as fast as possible, I took my time because I rushed the 7 ceilings upstairs (also just before the floors got done) and I kick myself to this day every time I look up at them. Happy to report I can't find fault with this one.


Then it was time for tile. First, we decided which visual we wanted to appear straight - since something would end up being crooked in this room, it's an old house after all.  We decided we wanted straight down the center to be straight because that's the angle people will mostly look at it from. So we measured each end of the room and discovered they were 1.25" off from each other. Really not too shabby for this house!

Next we found the midpoint of both ends and snapped a chalk line straight down across the room.


After that, we nailed a piece of scrap wood down the chalk line to get us started on our straight visual line. We didn't keep it there forever, but it did help us start straight.


At this point I hadn't yet decided if I wanted to work in quadrants (laying out 1/4th of the room in a dry fit, then mortaring before moving on to the next quadrant), but I talked to a fellow old house owner who advocated strongly for dry-fitting the whole thing.

I was so nervous that this very geometric hex tile would start getting crooked the further I went, (even a little crooked would be SO noticeable with so many straight, diagonal lines across it), so I decided to take his advice, and we dry-fit the whole thing. This took 9 hours on Saturday, and was a good decision.


Normally when you dry fit, you label each tile and then take it out of the room so you have space to work and lay Thinset in big patches.  I decided against that for a room this big and left them all in place, thinking I might take them up a few rows at a time to lay down Thinset and then put them back. But...I started to get a little crooked and decided that wasn't going to work. So I ended up Thinsetting each individual tile.

Me at 3pm on Sunday, less than half done, realizing today is going to suck

For the record, that is not how you're supposed to lay tile, and it probably took me twice as long as it otherwise would have, but I think it was the right decision in here. It allowed me to level each individual tile with Thinset, and to keep a neurotically close eye on if anything got even slightly crooked.


That said, I also just about lost my shit doing this part. It was 8pm on Sunday, I was on hour 11 of working, still had three hours to go, and every part of my body ached from 20 combined hours of crouching, kneeling, sitting, tiptoeing and handling rough Thinset and Durarock over two days. There were storms rolling in, and I had to finish the tiling sitting on the outdoor stoop as I set tiles on my way out the door.

I very nearly gave up and called it a night, but I am not that kind of person, it would have driven me crazy to know I had an unfinished project sitting over my head. Plus it needed to get down and start curing so I could grout it and do some damn laundry!

Nick saved my life with a delicious salmon and rice bowl, and I persevered with the help of my favorite Spotify playlist. And got done at 11pm, 14 hours after I started. Just in time for a massive storm to hit minutes later.


The bottom line is, I took the longest, most agonizingly precise route to get this tile laid, and it was SO much work, but it was the right decision. This very easy to get crooked pattern isn't crooked at all, anywhere, even if you're looking for it. And trust me, I have.


Now it has to cure for a couple of days, and then we'll grout it. Then once the grout is cured, the platform, washer, dryer, chandelier and drying rack can go in.  One step at a time.