Housecapades: Part VI

After many weeks, screams, dollars, and disasters, I have a newly remodeled master bathroom. Yesterday was the first day I was able to take a shower in it since owning this house.

 

Before

Pre-remodeled bathroom

[Click for 360 view]

 

You always try to steady yourself for everything to go terribly wrong when remodeling, though no matter how much you prepare for, it’s always more.  Rotten walls and floor behind the old shower – sure, I expected that.  Pipes the wrong length, height, or size for the new stuff – of course.  Things breaking left and right and needing to get three times the parts and materials as anticipated to compensate for bad design – naturally.  I wouldn’t have guessed the floor would end up delaying everything for days.

Whoever did that floor is just, well, a bad person.  Linoleum on top of linoleum stapled six-hundred times through a layer of plywood and even more linoleum beneath it into the subfloor.  I threw my back out trying to get it all up, leaving me useless as my dad and a friend had to finish the rest of the demolition.  Bad times.

 

After

Remodeled bathroom

[Click for 360 view]

 

I could go on a tirade detailing the countless setbacks and frustrations the whole process entailed, but at this point I’m just glad it’s over, and grateful to have gotten so much help with it all, particularly from my father, who willingly came all the way up here for the first week just to take part in this misery.

In light of that, here’s hoping he has an especially happy father’s day today.

 

Bene vīvite.

 

[I kind of regret that I never got a true “Before”, but I’d already repainted and replaced the switches/outlets when first moving in.]

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Housecapades: Finale (…For Now)

Done with the initial renovations, moving, and most of the unpacking/organizing.  At last…!

I should have thought to have taken some better before pictures, but alas, all I can offer is this snapshot:

 

Dining Room

 

It doesn’t come close to conveying how dramatic the paint difference is (it was formerly a dull, flat-finish pinkish-yellow – yick).

Moving was, as always, an ordeal.  One of my biggest worries about the continuously delayed sale pushing further and further out into autumn was that it would end up being more likely to rain on moving day, and I really, really didn’t want it to rain on moving day.

It rained on moving day.

Let me rephrase that: it was an all-day torrential downpour on moving day.

Moving day was, in fact, literally the rainiest November day of all time in the region, beating the previous record set in the 1800s.

Such is my luck.

So the floors of the old place got trashed, and I had to spend hours cleaning mud off of the furniture. Oh, and the mailbox got knocked over, the thermostat got smashed, and the garage door broke (at both places!). But now they’re all fixed. It’s done. The nightmare is over. Thank goodness.

Whew.

Well, then, I guess it’s time to move on and stress out about other things. (>^-‘)> Have a good week and a happy Thanksgiving, U.S. folks!

 

Bene scribete.

Housecapades: Part III

I hate painting.

Hate it, hate it, hate it.

I’d forgotten how much I did, since it’s been so long since I’ve had to.  I knew it was going to make me regret taking on renovations, but part of me was hoping I was just being pessimistic, and it wouldn’t be as bad as all that.

I wasn’t, and it is.

Been over there until 1:00 A.M. in the morning every night for the last couple weeks, and there’s still so much to do…!  It’s mostly because the expensive supposedly-the-best paint I got is just terrible.  Its coverage is streaky and uneven, showing splotches of the old stuff underneath even after two or three thick slathered-on coats.  I was just hoping for a little more from $1,500 of paint, you know?

But enough complaining.  The first part of the new flooring is in, and it’s looking pretty snazzy.

 

Wood flooring

 

(…hate painting!)

 

Bene scribete.