October 29, 2009
I’m used to living in disarray, but I thought I was making progress! So imagine my surprise when I got home to this:
What's this? A stove in the dining room??
Thankfully, there was a good reason for the madness. Jonny had sent his guy Rodrigo over to paint my kitchen floor! He even used the specklies. How fun! Two more coats of clear-coat, and this fashionable floor should last me until March. I can even mop it! A vast improvement from this.
Not sure when I can move the stove back in though…
October 28, 2009
What a mess! It’s hard to clean up all this stuff when you’re still using it, or when you don’t know when you’ll need it again. So this is how my dining room was looking…
And like this…
So I did a little bit of cleaning up, found a table in the classifieds, and made a few subtle improvements (honestly, they’re subtle, so don’t get too excited).
Where the two chairs are will be my little mini-entryway with a coat rack hung on the wall over a bench.
Don't look at the dust under the couch
And I’m thinking of putting a little desk on the left side of the door.
The pile is shrinking!
Here’s my new-to-me table that I bought from an ad on ksl.com.
Now I need to find some dining chairs that fit.
It's bad when you can see the dust particles in the flash
October 26, 2009
Posted by Hip House Girl under Kitchen
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The kitchen is probably my least favorite part of the house so far, but that’s okay, because in March, my dad is planning a trip out here to spend some serious hardcore time doing a complete kitchen renovation. (Right dad?) But for now, this is what it looks like:
I hung up a rod from Ikea to hang utensils from, so they would be close to the stove since there’s no counter space over there. I also screwed that little box into the wall to put oil and cooking spray on. The microwave just sits under the window on a little table that was left behind by one of Jonny’s tenants.
The sink had a really bad leak. It went from a drip to a stream so I finally called the plumber. They came over and completely replaced the faucet. I’m not sure how much that will cost, but I’m glad since now it’s nice and aerated and not nasty looking, AND it doesn’t leak. I LOVE my plumbers. (On the same trip they also worked magic moving the toilet so the bathroom door will close and put washer hookups downstairs- more on that later.) Also, notice that nasty grout and caulk. I’m still working on de-nastifying it. Bleach has improved it, but I’m thinking of just putting a thin new layer of grout on top. I know it’s sanitized, but I can’t deal with how gross it looks. I still have yet to really cook in my kitchen, mostly because of the nasty countertops.
And a big thank-you to HUD for painting my kitchen floor. Thanks a LOT. Obviously this needs some improvement- Jonny wants to try out this floor confetti stuff that is really meant for a garage, but I’ll humor him. A layer of clear coat on top should last until the big makeover in March.
Nasty painted floor
And here is my cupboard. Almost every one of these dishes is from roommates past. And that cute little birdie is from Grandma Beth- don’t ask me what it’s doing in the cupboard though.
This is my little fridge nook. It’s sitting on a platform that’s above the stairs leading to the basement. If you were to walk down to that little landing, the back door would be to your right. So no, the fridge isn’t technically in the kitchen. Good thing I got french doors, because opening a big door might be a bit (more) awkward in this space.
So that’s the long and short of my kitchen.
October 21, 2009
Posted by Hip House Girl under Bathroom
My elation at finishing the shower is waning… there’s still a little ways to go for the bathroom to be finished. Side note: Please don’t judge me for living in these conditions.
Jonny told me to put down some sticky plastic so we wouldn’t destroy the tile while we were working in there. I’m glad I did, but it is proving a huge pain to get it all off. Bits of dirt and grout have really ground in there, breaking the plastic, and making it so it will not peel up in one shot. Once I finally get the plastic all off, I’ll have to scrub the little sticky bits off with one of those green scratchy sponges.
Here’s a fun challenge. The bathroom door won’t close! They had to move the toilet over when they installed the new wider tub, but they moved it a bit too far. Not quite sure how we’re going to fix this one, since they have to work around the floor joists in the basement. The plumbers are coming Friday so hopefully they can figure something out. This is one of the reasons I haven’t had anyone over for dinner… heh heh.
Here are some sad pictures of broken tile. You can see where the toilet used to be. I’m not really sure what to do to fill in that hole. Matt suggested thinset I think. Also you can see where we gained a few inches behind the sink and toilet that was not tiled. And we so nicely cut those edge pieces, which will now have to be chipped up.
Tile needs fixin'
And I haven’t finished going all the way to the tub yet either.
Next to the tub
And of course, I still need to paint.
The beadboard will be the same color as the tile (did you know you can take any object to the paint store and they can match it? Cool!). And I’m thinking of doing gray for the walls. I’m digging this one from cococozy.com. Except mine would be the opposite of course. Any thoughts? Is my bathroom too small for gray? Or would it be a nice contrast to all that (off)-white?
October 20, 2009
Posted by Hip House Girl under Just for Fun
As I mentioned before, I receive lots of advice. I admit that I tune some of it out, but most of the time I’m very glad to hear feedback and suggestions. And sometimes I even solicit it. In fact, here’s a picture of me doing just that. While I eat dinner on my bed.
That's Stephen Colbert's Americone Dream, in case you were wondering.
I think this was when I realized the tile window frame problem I found.
Here are some examples of very, very wise words of wisdom.
Kami and Roy: You need to live like no one else now (in squalor and sawdust?), so you can live like no one else later (like royalty I presume).
Jonny: Amanda, your tile job is not going to look professional. You’re not a professional, just get it done and deal with it. No one’s going to notice unless they sit there and stare at it.
Matt: Fill out those forms so you can get your 8 grand! Nag nag nag! (Love ya Matt!)
Dad: When I was your age I didn’t know how to do any of that stuff either. But then I realized, Hey, I have a college degree. Surely I can figure this out?
Tommie, my realtor, whose gorgeous house I had the privilege of housesitting while she went on vacation: Well I don’t have a direct quote, but basically she inspires me- when they first bought their house it looked nothing like it does now. They did a lot of the initial work themselves, and then as they got older and more financially able, they hired it done professionally. This is how I have to think of my own house- I can live with my sub-par tile job/glass block window/various other things I’ve done myself for now, then when I’ve earned it, I can hire a professional to make it look real nice.
Sherry and John of younghouselove.com: Live in a space for a while before making major changes- it’s the best way to figure out what you really want, even if it means living in a less-than-perfect house for a while first.
Mary at work: You stand on the shoulders of women who have fought hard for equality in the area of finance. Your grandmother had to have a male sign for any financial arrangement she made. She could not have bought a car, a home or a piece of land on her own. Your mother, when she was born, could not have either, though that changed as she older, though banks were not fully engaged and often required people to be married etc., My mom was widowed when we were young and we had to move. They required a signature from her brother to buy the house. Always be aware. Always be grateful.
Mom: Take one day at a time!
There has been more, but right now it’s tucked away in the recesses of my brain, to be retrieved at a time of great despair, surely.
Now, anyone have any advice on how to help my poor hands?
What am I, a man??
Or any other advice in general?
October 18, 2009
Posted by Hip House Girl under Bathroom
Oh, the shower. The shower, the shower. The shower has been my biggest project to date. It has taken hours and hours of my life. It has taunted me. It has promised to be beautiful and then laughed in my face. It’s been mean to me.
The whole bathroom has actually been kind of mean to me.
I’ll back up- the first thing we did in the bathroom was take out the old scratched cast-iron tub. It could have been a cool piece of the bathroom, but I already had enough on my plate. So Matt and Jonny somehow hoisted that thing out of there and onto the front lawn (someone picked it up within 24 hours). We removed the toilet and sink and decided to rip up the linoleum and do the floor- why not? Gotta start somewhere, right? Kind of.
Under Matt’s direction, Wendy and Stan helped me put in these neato classic old-timey tiles. Nice work everyone!
Design magazines are funny, because in one article you’ll read “Use small tiles in a small space to make it seem larger.” and in another, “Use large tiles in a small space to make it seem larger.” Sometimes they have good advice, but in the end you just have to pick what you like and make it go with the rest of the bathroom. Well, the floor was an okay place to start, but it was a little sad because when the plumbers came they found more wrong with the pipes than right, and had to do some serious finagling to fit the 5′ tub (apparently the old one was even smaller), and ended up breaking some of the tiles. The whole wall behind the sink and toilet had to come out and therefore be re-sheetrocked, and we gained about 4 inches which we sadly had not tiled.
Sniffle. So, the job of finishing that strip is on the list. The new tub was also wider, so the sink was hanging over it. The plumbers moved the sink, which meant they had to move the toilet, which means there is now a big hole where the toilet used to be. Sniffle. (Too depressing to take a picture.) Ah well. Live and learn. Live and learn.
Stan standing in the future tub
Now we start the shower!
Matt shows me how to do wall tile
I'm getting the hang of it.
"Just tile up far enough so they can put the fixtures on, so you can at least take a bath for now." -good advice from Matt
What better time than now to rip out the window?
Oooh yeah, the glass blocks will look nice.
Before we could put in the glass block, we had to make sure the opening was level and square. This was quite the challenge, but I got lots of good help from Stan (left) and his twin brother, Duncan.
Leveling the window
Gotta keep the burglars out somehow
The window and one wall of tile are finished!
I made this cute little frame around the window with bullnose trim pieces, but then I realized that there would be too small a space between the top tile and the bottom of the trim piece for another tile, and too big a space for a big thick line of grout.
So I had to take off my cute frame.
Poor window frame.
But it’s okay, because I found some thicker bullnose trim pieces, and just cut them down to the right size. I took 5 hours of vacation one day to finish the tile and boy did it feel good. Jonny came and put wood trim around the whole thing to give it a more finished look. Don’t worry, plenty of caulk and paint should keep it from rotting since none of it will be directly exposed to water. Then this weekend Stan helped me grout, as well as clean the film off each tile afterward. He’s so awesome.
Shower! Done! With grout!
I just need to caulk, and then I can take a shower in my own house! Someone pinch me! Paint next weekend. Exhale.
October 16, 2009
Posted by Hip House Girl under Bathroom
Renovating is truly maddening. It really is. The first month that I owned my house, I didn’t live there because, well, it wasn’t livable. (I house-sat for my realtor and stayed with friends during that time.) But as more and more got done, I realized that if I waited until it was “ready”, I would be waiting a looooong time. And besides, a lot more gets done when that’s the place you go after work, rather than having to make a special trip over there and then a trip back to your friend’s house. And you can stay up till the wee hours working on it without having to wake anyone up when it’s time to go to bed. So after scraping off the cottage cheese ceiling, painting (thank you, Rodrigo), new carpet, and gutting and partially putting back together the bathroom among other things (many other things), I moved in! It wasn’t a dramatic “My house is finally ready!” move-in, more of a “Sigh. Here goes nothing.” move-in. I mean, would you be excited to get to bathe in this?
Or keep your toothbrush here?
Maybe you would be. I was lucky to get my bedroom at least somewhat relaxing, so I have somewhere to unwind after the day. By no means is it decorated or finished, but it’s a pleasant contrast to the current bathroom.
Remember the before?
Yeah. Much better. By the way, after removing the pee-soaked carpet and pad, we painted Kilz over the wood floors (not the kind of wood floors you could re-finish, so I didn’t feel too bad) to hopefully seal as much of the “substance” far below the new carpet.
Also, I had no idea how long tile would take. NO idea. I knew it was “a lot of work” and would “take some time” but I still wasn’t fully prepared. Especially since the window had to be built too, which was a project that was tough to get advice for (not many people have done glass block). I decided to go with glass block because I didn’t want to deal with water/mold in the window tracks and with a vent fan installed I didn’t see any reason to need an opening window in the shower. And glass block lets in a lot of good light. It’s probably not totally private, but hey, it’ just my back yard. Just don’t come over to take a shower while I’m having an outdoor garden party.
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