?

Log in

No account? Create an account

Previous Entry | Next Entry

The freaking-out portion of our agenda

Apologies to everyone in my circles for being a bad online friend over the last several weeks. I'm entering the freaking-out portion of my bedroom project, and my level of absorption--not to say obsession--is extreme. I hope to return to regular communication very soon.



I've tapped the money vein and am now hemhorrhaging the stuff over this project, an experience that is three parts anxiety and one part exhilaration.

The drywall contractor, on viewing the wall damage wrought by a) demolition of the closet and b) 108 years of existence, recommended a complete re-do. His bid for removing plaster from all four walls and the ceiling, and replacing it with pristine, new, perfect drywall, was so damn reasonable that I said okay. (Exhilaration: I'm actually going to have smooth walls and a seamless ceiling for the first time in my whole life.)

Work starts first thing in the morning, so today I moved the last four things out of the bedroom, and it is now a completely empty, amazingly echoey, and strangely unpleasant space:
DarkEm's bedroom, completely empty, showing paint-spattered old flooring and disastrous walls
("Imagine an empty room")

My mattress is taking up most of the living room floor:
DarkEm's living room, filled with bedroom things including bedding on the floor

...so my living room furniture had to go to the porch. The porch is protected at least a little from the March storms by an Outbreak-style application of duct tape and plastic sheeting.
DarkEm's porch, surrounded by plastic sheeting and pink duct tape, and containing a bunch of furniture

It's going to be a bit crazy for a couple of weeks, but hey. I don't have to get dressed for work. As long as I can find my drug paraphernalia French press and coffee grinder in the morning, and can get out the back door to my bike, I think I'll be fine. It'll be like camping. Only indoors. With a comfy mattress and wifi.

Crossposted from Dreamwidth, where there are comment count unavailable comments.

Comments

( 7 comments — Leave a comment )
starfishchick
Mar. 17th, 2014 05:24 pm (UTC)
So exciting! The chaos will be worth it, I'm sure.
emeraldsedai
Mar. 17th, 2014 08:02 pm (UTC)
I think it will. And now that I've pried my fingers loose of the money it's costing, it's really fun to see skilled professionals do a beautiful job.
(Deleted comment)
emeraldsedai
Mar. 18th, 2014 02:03 am (UTC)
Grass and bamboo, yeah. Have faith. It will come again to your world!
decemberleaf
Mar. 19th, 2014 11:38 am (UTC)
Your great tale brings back [fond?--well, certainly interesting] memories of the time when I started a "one-week project" of completely redoing the kitchen. One week stretched to four weeks and I could barely reach the stove, among other huge disruptions. It was a much bigger project than I had any idea of. My kids remember it less fondly than I do (I'm fond because it was satisfying work and the results were very good: I'm enjoying it still, many years later)--they remember it as four weeks of pallid organic hot dogs for supper. (Surely I cooked a few other things? They don't think so.)
emeraldsedai
Mar. 19th, 2014 03:23 pm (UTC)
Heh. At least they were organic hot dogs!

What a great story. These projects always, always turn out to take longer and cost more than our best plans predict, don't they? And the older the house the more likely even the best professional is to find expensive surprises when they start opening up walls.

Your comment has me thinking forward to my own kitchen project. What all did you do back then?
decemberleaf
Mar. 20th, 2014 11:18 am (UTC)
Just stripped and repaired and repainted every nook and cranny of the dingy place! (I especially remember the Lazy Susan cabinet which had to be repainted white and needed 2 coats of paint.)
emeraldsedai
Mar. 20th, 2014 02:37 pm (UTC)
Wow. That's something I've never done. I remember being in houses in the early 80s where people were doing that kind of thing, but those were grand old Portland Craftsman bungalows with gorgeous woodwork. People put in admirable amounts of effort to expose beautiful oak and retain original built-in cabinets.

This house is so old and was so--what's the word I want? "Basic"?--to begin with that there was nothing much worth stripping and repairing, so I've never put in the elbow grease. I admire anyone with the elbows to do it!
( 7 comments — Leave a comment )

Profile

Stumptown
emeraldsedai
DarkEmeralds

Latest Month

March 2018
S M T W T F S
    123
45678910
11121314151617
18192021222324
25262728293031

Tags

Powered by LiveJournal.com
Designed by Tiffany Chow