Our Old House

We're newlyweds in an 1875 Victorian fixer-upper in St Paul, MN. Let the chaos ensue!

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Friday, April 28, 2006

A little bit closer

Okay, so its been a while since the last update was written.... but it's because we've been working hard! The end of last week was a big push - the temporary wall finally came down, most of the framing was completed for the kitchen, and the bathroom was put in (floor one night, sink and toilet the next). This was all being completed while John and I were working all weekend (much thanks to Eric who pulled a late shift on Saturday). This week we have been continuing to work on taping and mudding the bathroom (third coat done today), re-working some electrical, and generally organizing. Last night was another (very) late night push with Pat working plumbing in preparation for our new appliances (beautiful front loading washing and dryer, fridge, flattop stove, and dishwasher -- all delivered today). Granted, our space isn't really ready for most of it yet, but it's still nice to have - once step closer to moving down. The other important thing that happened today - John's wish of cable was hooked up in time for the NFL draft. I had no idea how important a day tomorrow was.... I guess I have a lot to learn!

Thursday, April 20, 2006

Little wonders

What a day off. I had a compensation day today for working this weekend... and it has been full of house projects. I got up early to get going sanding the walls of the bathroom in prep for the final coat of mud.... to hear some chattering. Like large rodent chattering over the bathroom/bedroom on the 1st floor. I climbed up on top of my ladder with a flashlight, and found a gray fuzzy ear sticking out of the insulation. We have a raccoon. I listened a little bit more, and became sure that we had a mama with babies - called my Dad (who had a 'coon as a pet when he was little, and he said that animal control would likely need to be called. I called the contractor, and he (eventually) came over and shooed it out. I didn't hear any noise, so I assumed that it was a male with creative vocalizations. The contractor and I hauled in our 32 sheets of sheetrock, and while we were doing that the 'coon made it back in. We then plugged a few holes, nailed down some boards, and shooed it out again. This time, the contractor checked the insulation nest and found.... 7 babies. I was outside when mama came out, I followed her around the house and she took off into the neighbors yard and disappeared. We currently have 7 baby raccoons in a bucket outside my back window... I hope mama shows up soon and moves them to a new home.

Monday, April 17, 2006

The bad with the good

The bad news:
~The contractor has been MIA for at least a week... and isn't responding to my phone calls. As a result, we have no idea as to when we can move downstairs...

The good news:
~It was a BEAUTIFUL day in Minnesota! I wish I had had patients that were appropriate to work on community mobility with! :) The weather made it easier to transition back into the working life.

~We have walls and the first coat of mud on the walls of the bathroom downstairs! With a little luck and a lot of hard work, we'll have a working bathroom down there by the end of the weekend!!!!









~Today is the official last day of Tax Season, meaning that I'll have a Mom to talk to again. :) I hope all of you have your taxes done!

Saturday, April 15, 2006

10 Lessons from Arizona

For those of you that didn't know, John and I took Spring Break to go on our quite belated honeymoon. We were lucky enough to have been gifted a time share in Scottsdale, which we used as a launching pad for many adventures. Here's a list of our lessons from Arizona:

1. Sun Country Airlines rocks. On the flight out, we not only got the typical beverage service, but a warm cheese sandwich, cookie, and LifeSavers gummies sample!!! I think the first and only time I got real food on a flight was when I flew internationally... And I must say that the meal we received in our free upgrade to 1st class on the return flight was MUCH better than home cooking. For all those in the MSP area, forego the monolopy and head straight to the Humphrey Terminal for real service by an airline!!!

2. John is fascinated with fast cars. We arrived in Scottsdale, and were offered an upgrade on our rental car. When we finally found the car we were to take, we found a cherry red 2006 Mustang. John was in love for the entire trip, especially while climbing the mountains to the Grand Canyon. Of course, the fire was only fueled by all of the BMW's, Mustangs, Hummers, Lexus, Audis, etc - and all new and shiny. The Saturn doesn't look like such a good ride anymore....

3. Pool time is essential. Although I am more of an adventuresome type of girl, John made me realize the beauty of daily pool time - sitting, reading, people watching, and swimming. I can't really remember the last time I took a good chunk of every day sitting by the water - probably at Leech Lake with the family... The only warning of pool time - make sure your pasty Minnesota body has SPF 30 on it (John set a good example for me).

4. There aren't mountains in Minnesota. There was a mountain (Camelback) in our hotel's backyard, however, and so we decided to attempt the 1.5 mile hike to the top, ignoring that we were increasing 2700 feet over that distance. John and I have hiked before, but the mountain was, well, a mountain and it tried to kick our bottom on the way up. The view was well worth it, however.

5. Home remodelers are the same, no matter what part of the country they're from. We went horseback riding one day, and were hitched together with a family from PA. We kept encouraging their daughter to kick her pokey horse (Pedro) into high gear. When the 2 hours was up and we were quite sore, we all headed to the local source for grub. We got talking, and soon the conversation turned to homes and home remodeling. We're going to be exchanging digital photos to determine who has the biggest project.

6. National Parks do close down occasionally. John and I had a bet - if the Grand Canyon was closed, we could head to Vegas. Of course, luck has it that the park did indeed evacuate the day we decided to head up to it. A truck with potentially hazardous chemicals had overturned and the whole canyon was evacuated. Luckily, it reopened within about 2 hours, but John isn't going to let me live down a free trip to Vegas for him.

7. Don't forget to charge your digital camera battery. This is especially important when visiting what is deemed as one of the 7 Natural Wonders of the World (the others are the Northern Lights, Mt. Everest, Great Barrier Reef, Victoria Falls, the Harbor at Rio de Jenerio, and Paricutin). We were about 5 minutes into our oohing and ahhing, when the angry red flashing battery sign came on. This typically means we have about 5 seconds before the system shuts down. So, we stopped shooting, wandered around, and finally came to the perfect spot to watch the sun go down. Our neighbors were clicking away, while I was waiting for the best opportunity to try to take one quick shot.... the "juice" had been saved all day. This was what I was able to capture:

8. Cable - despite 50+ channels, sometimes there is still nothing good on. While John may be fine watching ESPN's poker turnament, at 2p on a Tuesday, it simply does nothing for me. After being in a static reception hole here in St Paul, it was a relief to not have to fight to get a good picture. However, I can only take too much of spoiled brats planning their dream Sweet 16th Birthday Party. What was worth watching was all of the coverage on the immigration rallies in the Phoenix area. It makes you realize how lucky you are to have been born an American, to not have to hide in a society that doesn't want you, but relies on you to function.

9. Becky gets cranky when its warm! I have known Becky for a good many years now, and she never ceases to amaze me. From October til April, from the minute she gets up until the second she falls asleep.... she is cold. I mean, frozen to the bone! Now for those 7 months, I can understand being through a Minnesota winter.... but then from May through September she is .... too hot. Hello? How can you go from one extreme to the next, maybe its a new form of biopolar disorder. Im going to call it Becky's "Bipolar-bear" disorder. We were down in the desert and it was um.... like 90 out. She was too cranky, because..... wait for it..... she was too hot! So for all those men out there who have been through this.... just beware "bipolar-bear" disorder is harsh.

10. Life is made up a lot of small things. Take the fact that I had a Cherry-Red Mustang 2006. To Becky, it was just a car. Hello? It may be just a car to her, but these are the little things in my life that will have me smiling for months. That car was able to go 95, without any problems! Which in case the rental agency is reading, that's according to what Becky told me. Although Becky says that were not going to get a shiny new Mustang, I have a feeling I can persuade her. Anyway, the little things such as conquering my fears of heights over a cliff, riding a horse that was considered the "instigator" to all the other horses, makes for great memories! We did so many fun things, and they were all so small and ordinary. Like cooking together, eating every meal for a week together was really special. Its not the fact that we had this "really cool" trip.... although it was really cool..... it was that we had fun and enjoyed each others company.

Thursday, April 06, 2006

April showers

It is, as is obvious by the title, raining right now. I got soaked during my walk from work to the train station. I may be crazy, but I actually enjoyed walking home in the rain. You could really smell spring (AKA mud) with all of the moisture hanging in the air. I love spring!

The most beautiful part about the day was coming home... to not find not a single bucket collecting water. Hurray! We're water tight!!!! (Finally.)

We had our new shower installed by Pat this weekend, and even got part of our laundry room framed in. A little bit of progress on the home front. (Finally.)

Saturday, April 01, 2006

Wide open

Yesterday was the 11 week anniversary of our "temporary" wall being put up. It was a barrier between the inside and the very open addition. John and I are getting more than a little impatient over the pace of our project coming to completion. After 4 days of no-show by our contractor, we lost it on Wednesday night. We left less than complementary voice mails for our contractor, and I doubt he would have shown up yesterday at all if my Dad hadn't called him to offer to help. (By the way, my Dad is a lifesaver.) Thursday night I called the contractor and tried to calmly tell him that he was holding up the show - the plumbing for the bathroom could not be completed by John's brother Pat because the temporary wall was still up. He fumbled through a few comments and then told me that the wall would come down on Friday.

Aside: We told our contractor a few weeks ago that we were hoping to move down the first weekend in April so that our rentor (and good friend Eric) could move in. Although we realized that the kitchen wouldn't be done by then, we needed a working bathroom. He told us that the addition would be "boxed in" by mid-March. Ha ha.

The contractor was still working when I got home at about 6:30p, and so I let him keep working. I peeked in to see that the bathroom walls were open and that we could get the plumbing done. Great. We could move forward this weekend. When John got home about 8p, he took a full look at what was done... and found the back door WIDE OPEN. That's right folks, no tarp, no plywood, just air between the outisde, our addition, and the inside of the house. Anyone who wanted to could have just walked right in, grabbed our various boxes of stored things downstairs and walked right out without us knowing.

Luckily, there was a full sheet of plywood that was nearby that we tacked over the doorway in about 2 mins. When I called the contractor, he stated that he assumed that we were going to be securing the barrier by installing sheetrock in the bathroom this weekend, and so he didn't worry about it. I told him that from a security standpoint it was not accecptable to leave us wide open like that and not tell us before he left. He again fumbled through things and I verified that he would be back on Monday.

My God. What kind of a practical sense idiot have we hired? Does every contractor need this much hand holding?