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Diary of a House, Part 1
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WARNING: Unless you're a homeowner or just someone who enjoys reading about others' household projects, the following entry isn't going to be fun reading...
Not sure how long I'll keep this up, but I'm going to start posting about our endeavors around the house -- what we're changing and renovating, what problems have arisen and how we're dealing with them, and just documenting in general what's going on in and around 511 Cranwell Circle. So, yes, with this retelling of yesterday's activities, I do hereby declare that my descent into domesticity and bourgeois living has just about bottomed out.
1. Steffi and I have been trying to figure out for a while now how the previous owners could have done all the beautiful renovation work to the house and still not have found time to throw out one of the most dreadful polished faux-gold hanging dining room lamps we've ever seen. I took the damn thing down as soon as I woke up yesterday morning and am just waiting for normal business hours (i.e., post Memorial Day weekend) to drop the thing off at the local YMCA/Thrift Store. If I remember to do so, I'll take a photo of it before boxing up the mostrosity. Presently, a long, double wire hangs from the ceiling waiting for a tasteful replacement light fixture. Still looks better than what was previously there...
2. Discoverd a leaky faucet, presumably with a bad valve, yesterday on the house's exterior. Not entirely sure whether I should replace the entire faucet or try to determine whether I might be able to simply switch out one of the internal parts. In any event, I'm going to have to turn off the water for the entire house at some point prior to making a diagnosis. Originally I thought I was going to have to cut the water off using the water main in front of the house (I still remember my dad doing this sort of thing -- and cursing -- when our pipes froze and burst during colder-than-expected Georgia winters) using one of those pronged tools that go down about 4 feet below the earth to reach the shutoff valve. Since I found no such equipment lying around the house, I called up the previous owner and was pleased to find out that there's one valve in the basement that can shut off the entire water system to our home. Nifty. The repair, really then, should be a cinch.
3. Steffi, the Virginia Tech professor, is getting the larger of the two non-master bedroom's as her office. It also has a relatively large closet, which she'll probably use for combined storage of clothes and files. The doors on the closet, however, are of the common and most-annoying sliding species, so I took them out. Perhaps she'll hang up a curtain or figure out some other creative means of hiding her stuff. The doors (which never would have stayed on their tracks for long anyway) now reside in our 1300 sq. foot basement -- wonder how long it'll take before we fill that up...?
Speaking of which...Two Men and a Truck (indeed, there were two guys and a rather large vehicle -- which we were surprised to have almost completely filled up with our belongings -- despite the 10 carloads we did ourselves) will bring the rest of our Fidelity Court household up tomorrow around noon. So we'd better start cleaning up and getting prepared for the final "move in." Another busy day tomorrow that will stress out the already freaked-out feline even more.
Not sure how long I'll keep this up, but I'm going to start posting about our endeavors around the house -- what we're changing and renovating, what problems have arisen and how we're dealing with them, and just documenting in general what's going on in and around 511 Cranwell Circle. So, yes, with this retelling of yesterday's activities, I do hereby declare that my descent into domesticity and bourgeois living has just about bottomed out.
1. Steffi and I have been trying to figure out for a while now how the previous owners could have done all the beautiful renovation work to the house and still not have found time to throw out one of the most dreadful polished faux-gold hanging dining room lamps we've ever seen. I took the damn thing down as soon as I woke up yesterday morning and am just waiting for normal business hours (i.e., post Memorial Day weekend) to drop the thing off at the local YMCA/Thrift Store. If I remember to do so, I'll take a photo of it before boxing up the mostrosity. Presently, a long, double wire hangs from the ceiling waiting for a tasteful replacement light fixture. Still looks better than what was previously there...
2. Discoverd a leaky faucet, presumably with a bad valve, yesterday on the house's exterior. Not entirely sure whether I should replace the entire faucet or try to determine whether I might be able to simply switch out one of the internal parts. In any event, I'm going to have to turn off the water for the entire house at some point prior to making a diagnosis. Originally I thought I was going to have to cut the water off using the water main in front of the house (I still remember my dad doing this sort of thing -- and cursing -- when our pipes froze and burst during colder-than-expected Georgia winters) using one of those pronged tools that go down about 4 feet below the earth to reach the shutoff valve. Since I found no such equipment lying around the house, I called up the previous owner and was pleased to find out that there's one valve in the basement that can shut off the entire water system to our home. Nifty. The repair, really then, should be a cinch.
3. Steffi, the Virginia Tech professor, is getting the larger of the two non-master bedroom's as her office. It also has a relatively large closet, which she'll probably use for combined storage of clothes and files. The doors on the closet, however, are of the common and most-annoying sliding species, so I took them out. Perhaps she'll hang up a curtain or figure out some other creative means of hiding her stuff. The doors (which never would have stayed on their tracks for long anyway) now reside in our 1300 sq. foot basement -- wonder how long it'll take before we fill that up...?
Speaking of which...Two Men and a Truck (indeed, there were two guys and a rather large vehicle -- which we were surprised to have almost completely filled up with our belongings -- despite the 10 carloads we did ourselves) will bring the rest of our Fidelity Court household up tomorrow around noon. So we'd better start cleaning up and getting prepared for the final "move in." Another busy day tomorrow that will stress out the already freaked-out feline even more.
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