And lo, the first time I laid eyes upon the tub installed in the bathroom there rested upon it a single shaft of light brought forth from the heavens. And when I saw it I said, ‘this is good.’
Okay. So the shaft of light was a bit up and to the right, but still a pretty momentous occasion. Never take for granted the ability to take a bath, inside your own home. This small wonder of modern Roman engineering is quite a nice addition to any home.
In other news, K and I painted the kitchen yesterday before I ran off to my Serenaders gig. We are looking at the results under various lighting conditions to see if we can get away with one coat. So far I am impressed withe covering ability of the Aura paint. We may have gotten lucky.
I realized as I was about to write this that last night and tonight I have started writing after midnight so the date of the posts is technically wrong. Not a big deal but in the interest of Truth in Advertising . . .
K & I returned to our day gigs so we didn’t do any renovating today. And much of what the guys did doesn’t make for a good photo opp: third coat of mud on the sheet rock, more rock in the downstairs bathroom, etc.
The only real visual change was the installation of a couple low-end kitchen cabinets. Since we didn’t plan to demo the kitchen, we didn’t budget to install a kitchen. But given the fact that we did rip out the old kitchen, we have to recreate some level of functionality.
A trick we learned at The Marigny St. house is that while countertops are expensive, doors are cheap. And once installed as counter tops, doors look and function remarkably well. Many people who shared meals with us at Marigny St. were surprised to learn that our counters were actually doors.
So we decided to finish off our low-end cabinets with a low-end door. So low-end, in fact, that this particular door was salvaged from our neighbor’s house. I wonder if they will recognize the door they threw out when they come for dinner?
K & I spent the lion’s share of our evening back at Marigny St. cleaning and touching up the paint. Everything should be ready for the new tenants by Saturday — probably earlier but given that we still don’t have a shower here it is nice to have access to our old one. What? Your shower isn’t 2.2 miles from your house?
After painting at Marigny street, I wanted to try out the new music room here. Certainly not 100% but even jammed full of boxes and sans AC it felt right.
I think we are going to be ok.
Today we moved. I’m exhausted so no long post. Heartfelt thanks to everyone who helped load and unload the truck. Thanks as well to Lucia and Liza for offering showers while we await the
completion of our bathrooms. Somehow I forgot to take a picture of the moving team. For now, here is a pic of our first meal in the new kitchen: enchiladas prepared by Lucia but microwaved by K and I this evening. Thanks Lu!
The inspector came by yesterday and we passed our rough-in inspection. That means we are able to close the walls. Thankfully, K decided that the carpenters can hang and float the sheet rock from here on out. That is one check I am happy to write; installing rock just plain sucks.
The first of the walls to get closed was the kitchen wall. They were able to get the the rock hung and the first coat of mud on before the end of the day yesterday.
I had to do some grocery shopping and I decided that as we are moving in soon it made sense just to take the groceries to the new house.
This evening we focused on packing and moving kitchen things and my music stuff. Becky came by to help K with boxing up the kitchen. Later, Rob stopped by with a couple pizzas. At times like this it is a blessing to have friends who have been through the craziness and look out for you.
Dropping off the first load of boxes at the new house I noticed that the upstairs bathroom is now Sheetrocked. That made my night.
Happy birthday to me . . . .
With the move approaching, everyone is focused on getting the rough-in inspection so we can close the walls and finish the bathrooms and kitchen.
The plumbers are hitting their stride now and new pipe is appearing daily.
I used my time this evening to finish the sanding of the kitchen floor and get the first coat of oil on the floor. The floor was so thirsty it easily drank two coats of tung oil. By the time I left it already felt like a finish was setting up on the surface. I am really learning to enjoy this process.
