First! Ten million thank yous to our wonderful, gracious house guests: Kalli, Julia, Jillian, Heather, Rob, Jodi, Meg, Rex and Julie (whew!). We sincerely hope you enjoyed “meeting” some of our closest friends and blog favorites. We couldn’t have gotten as much done as we did without them, and for that, we owe ’em. Big time. Now, while we were out…
We survived Moving Day!
For the first time in our adult lives, we hired movers, realizing that we’re past the point of luring in our friends with beer and pizza. Everything arrived in one piece, safely. The hit to our wallet felt minimal when you considered the hours we saved, allowing us to dive into unpacking/organization mode by lunch time.
The unfortunate timing of our move vs. construction projects, however, still has us pulling clothes from boxes, digging through bins for coffee filters and has us running up and down the stairs for soap, toothbrushes and hairspray. (On a side note, we are not used to stairs yet! But it’s oddly fun, too.) Not much can really be put away; until we replace ceilings and level floors (just a small hiccup!), we’re unable to build storage, reassess layouts or even paint a wall. We’re in limbo, but even though our home is a wreck of cardboard and misplaced furniture, it’s exhilarating! We’re here! And with only a few lovers’ quarrels thrown in for a good measure. Not bad.
But let’s back up.
In the days leading up to the move, we drafted a mega-list of to-dos, including: scrubbing the floors, cleaning the bathrooms, calling in the exterminator (uh, yeah, ew), and completing one more dusty, dirty demo task – the second floor partition. It had to go. It was crooked, unnecessary and divided the floor that would no longer make sense for the future studio (eee!). Remember? After pulling down the drywall and exposing the chimney, it looked like this:
Now, it looks like this:
So big! So much light!
In about 45 minutes, we pulled down all the remaining studs (saving most of them, just like the entryway studs) – none of which were load bearing, thank goodness – including that super crooked door “frame.” After another contractor came out for a quote, he gave us the go ahead to do this ourselves, saving us just a bit more money off the bottom line.
Once we had a clear space, we filmed this clip, showing just how un-level the second floor really is. For weeks, we’ve been joking that if we lost anything – be it Jack’s kong, bobby pins or keys – it would only be a matter of time before it rolled to the middle. (Yes, it’s so bad, that on moving day, one of our moving crew put Skar against the wall, and it started slip, slip, slipping away.) And while it’s silly to talk about, you guys, it is not the most amusing to deal with. See the slope I’m kneeling on? The camera was resting flat on the ground; no artistic license was taken here.
After a handful of quotes, we know it’ll be several weeks before the issue is corrected – mostly due to busy contractor schedules. (Also, that big, ugly space heater needs to be capped off and proper HVAC installed.) You might remember that the sloping second floor ties in with our pulling down the first floor ceiling, so that’ll be weeks before it’s corrected, too. This is about the time where I need to remember patience – which, oddly enough, an old fortune from a cookie slipped from a box on moving day, and it read: Be patient. Rome was not built in a day.
I kid you not.
In other exciting news, we pulled up AstroTurf!
The second floor deck (right outside of our kitchen-turned-master-bedroom) was covered with the plastic grass, holding in years and years of dirt, grime and – just like everything in this home – a scent that could knock. you. out. So, that was exciting. (Really, it was!)
For every tiny step forward, we’re finding that this house is slowly (very, very slowly) turning into a home. (Like, very slowly. Drywall dust is still settling, the floors are being continually scrubbed, and shabby corners, thick paint and cracked windows are mocking us.) There’s still a lot to unpack, but with new walls, rooms and layouts, there will also be many, many things to purchase (new, second-hand or otherwise), build and create!
And that? That makes our hearts happy. (Or maybe that’s all the exhausted, end of the day nightcaps?)