low key house progress
Jan. 11th, 2017 08:50 amNow that the frantic push to sell one house (it went on the market yesterday!) and prep the other one for a party is over, T and I have slowed down quite a bit. Last weekend (beyond the meeting with the property owners and my search for colors) we did very little. Slept. Took naps. Watched the new Sherlock. Made cookies.
There are still a lot of things to do in the new house. There is a ton of small art floating around with no wall to hang from. I have several boxes of travel gear and art to unpack in our closet. I have a few office boxes left. Plus all the things that need... something. Door handles moved or installed.Dirt moved around outside. Trash cleaned up outside. The workout area needed a working TV and DVD player (both were sitting on the floor in front of the elliptical). My art studio needed to have the art desk I bought myself for Christmas put together.
Last night after work we went to work in the attic. T hung the TV and flung cables about to get the DVD to play "Serenity." It did eventually have both sound and picture. I put together my art desk and stool. Which left me with a tremendous respect for T's tool collection. The art desk box had 38 different pieces. 38! The directions were.... I've read worse. But often crtiical information was tinytinytiny. The quality of the directions were high, so I only had to undo about 6 steps thoughout the process. And happily, the pieces all actually fit together. But many of the nails and screws were hard to distinguish from each other in the directions. "Do they mean this screw or this one? And where did they put the washers?!" And though they included small tools (hex wrench, that kind of thing), they were hopelessly inadequate. T simply pulled out his Craftsmens tools and a cordless drill and left me to it. My favorite bits were the parts where I needed six hands/arms to put the pieces together. "See, simultaneously we need to gently lower this big piece in place and fit it to these 4 screws, which cannot be put in one at a time or none of them fit." Argh! But I finally got it.
It was satisfying to make progress both in the art studio and the workout area, but it put us going to bed late. T skipped his 4:30am alarm to work out and seemed unsurprised when I turned off my 5:15 alarm to work out. *sigh* We are bad people. Happily, work is going slowly right now for both of us.
There are still a lot of things to do in the new house. There is a ton of small art floating around with no wall to hang from. I have several boxes of travel gear and art to unpack in our closet. I have a few office boxes left. Plus all the things that need... something. Door handles moved or installed.Dirt moved around outside. Trash cleaned up outside. The workout area needed a working TV and DVD player (both were sitting on the floor in front of the elliptical). My art studio needed to have the art desk I bought myself for Christmas put together.
Last night after work we went to work in the attic. T hung the TV and flung cables about to get the DVD to play "Serenity." It did eventually have both sound and picture. I put together my art desk and stool. Which left me with a tremendous respect for T's tool collection. The art desk box had 38 different pieces. 38! The directions were.... I've read worse. But often crtiical information was tinytinytiny. The quality of the directions were high, so I only had to undo about 6 steps thoughout the process. And happily, the pieces all actually fit together. But many of the nails and screws were hard to distinguish from each other in the directions. "Do they mean this screw or this one? And where did they put the washers?!" And though they included small tools (hex wrench, that kind of thing), they were hopelessly inadequate. T simply pulled out his Craftsmens tools and a cordless drill and left me to it. My favorite bits were the parts where I needed six hands/arms to put the pieces together. "See, simultaneously we need to gently lower this big piece in place and fit it to these 4 screws, which cannot be put in one at a time or none of them fit." Argh! But I finally got it.
It was satisfying to make progress both in the art studio and the workout area, but it put us going to bed late. T skipped his 4:30am alarm to work out and seemed unsurprised when I turned off my 5:15 alarm to work out. *sigh* We are bad people. Happily, work is going slowly right now for both of us.