Twas' the night before New Years
And all through the house we are taking this time to thank all of you who have visited this site all the best in this upcoming new year.
Sharon and I have had an exceptional year with many fantastic experiences during our travels. We have stepped into the past and visited some of the places where I used to live. We have seen the aftermath of a Gulf coast hurricane and subsequent rebuilding. We had the opportunity to visit with friends and family along the way. We have learned to live with one another in a rather confined space for many months. We have overcome (almost) some unfortunate flooding at our home allowing us to remodel and update.
We are fortunate to have loving children who have each developed into responsible adults who care deeply about their mates and children.
We are most fortunate to have Sharon's father recover from some severe health issues that would have taken men half his age.
We enjoy good health and a good marriage with many great friends.
And personally I am grateful for having my wife Sharon as my loving and understanding partner in this journey through life. Having your best friend and wife all wrapped into one is really... livin' the dream'.
Happy New Year to one and All.
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Friday, December 26, 2008
One step ahead ...three back
Cabinets are in. The master bath is almost complete. The 1/2 is almost complete. A lot of 'almosts' but progress none the less.
Our hardwood floors have been laid, then one finish, then another... but wait that wasn't right.
Let's do it one more time... three times and still not right. By now we've got a build up of polyurethane that looks like it's a 1/2" thick. Seem the finishers didn't get into all the IBD's ... oh like removing all the dust and dirt particles, or leaning on the sander a little too hard in the corners, or just plain not really caring how it looks. So while we were pining away our days in a local hotel (can't be in the house because of the poly fumes) our new floors were getting encrusted. Not happy campers were we. Several meetings with our project team led to the president of the company making a call and crawling around almost every inch of the place on his hands and knees looking it over. Now I could see the problems from 6 feet up but I gave him the benefit of the doubt and let him crawl ... now thinking I've got a battle on my hands to get some resolution to the problem.
After looking a every nook and cranny and mulling over the potential causes of this not-so pretty job, he finally concluded that it wasn't right and agreed to do it all over. This time using a different sub-contractor. Coincidentally the same one we originally requested but were denied the last minute at the start of the project.
Anyway we all agreed that we'd start the new year fresh and the new crew would return January 5th to start over. This meant we could at least have Christmas Eve dinner at our house with all the family. However the deal was this... bring a present and bring something to sit on as we have no furniture. They all agreed and our holiday gathering went very well. Last year at this time we were in Texas and even though we had a good time, there is nothing like having all your family around.
So now it's a couple of days after Christmas and the quite and tranquility is soooooo' soothing. No scrambling to wrap presents, shopping for last minute items, cooking, or stress.
Life is good again and we're still livin' the dream.
Cabinets are in. The master bath is almost complete. The 1/2 is almost complete. A lot of 'almosts' but progress none the less.
Our hardwood floors have been laid, then one finish, then another... but wait that wasn't right.
Let's do it one more time... three times and still not right. By now we've got a build up of polyurethane that looks like it's a 1/2" thick. Seem the finishers didn't get into all the IBD's ... oh like removing all the dust and dirt particles, or leaning on the sander a little too hard in the corners, or just plain not really caring how it looks. So while we were pining away our days in a local hotel (can't be in the house because of the poly fumes) our new floors were getting encrusted. Not happy campers were we. Several meetings with our project team led to the president of the company making a call and crawling around almost every inch of the place on his hands and knees looking it over. Now I could see the problems from 6 feet up but I gave him the benefit of the doubt and let him crawl ... now thinking I've got a battle on my hands to get some resolution to the problem.
After looking a every nook and cranny and mulling over the potential causes of this not-so pretty job, he finally concluded that it wasn't right and agreed to do it all over. This time using a different sub-contractor. Coincidentally the same one we originally requested but were denied the last minute at the start of the project.
Anyway we all agreed that we'd start the new year fresh and the new crew would return January 5th to start over. This meant we could at least have Christmas Eve dinner at our house with all the family. However the deal was this... bring a present and bring something to sit on as we have no furniture. They all agreed and our holiday gathering went very well. Last year at this time we were in Texas and even though we had a good time, there is nothing like having all your family around.
So now it's a couple of days after Christmas and the quite and tranquility is soooooo' soothing. No scrambling to wrap presents, shopping for last minute items, cooking, or stress.
Life is good again and we're still livin' the dream.
Friday, December 19, 2008
Another Day ...Another Speed Bump
I really knew that Bob Vila and those "This Old House" episodes I watched all those years were NOT 'reality shows' but vicious little teasers created by the home improvement industry. Thinking that with just a little guidance from somebody like carpenter extraordinaire 'Norm', I could turn a shabby, outdated kitchen into a cooking mecca that Rachel Ray would be knocking down my door to cook here. Now I'm no fool and realize that it takes more than 30 minutes to rebuild a kitchen, but 'Bob' never told be about all the little 'speed bumps' I'd encounter with our little project. Even though we had a general contractor that managed the project, and with a costly run-in with the local building inspector, it seems that there is conspiracy to keep us from finishing this project we started late last October.
It seems that those IBD's (itty bitty details) will reach out and screw up a perfectly good plan every time. For instance ... The building inspector paid an unexpected visit one morning. I was upstairs and did not hear the knock at the door. Our plumber, who was installing a kitchen sink, answered the door. Now this seems innocent enough but workmen are generally not supposed to answer the door or answer the telephone while on the job. Who knows who they may be letting in. Just install the sink... no more... no less. As it finally dawned on me, from the voices I heard downstairs, that someone else was in the house, I came down stairs only to discover a rather large, and imposing man, walking out my front door. Without a 'hello' or 'good morning' he said he was 'shutting the job down' and the plumber would have to leave immediately. He went to say there were no permits issued for the project therefore he was stopping all work. Now I was standing about two steps up from the bottom of the stairs when he walked past and I was looking at him in straight in the eye. My blood pressure spiked a little as he stopped to inform me something about what permits I was supposed to have and then it dawned on me how big this guy was. So why should I argue... he was probably correct and if he wasn't no big deal...right? Who am I to tell this local Paul Bunyan the law? As it turned out, we did have some of the permits but not all. To argue too strenuously would mean tearing down freshly finished walls so they could review the work. I wasn't prepared to push them that far. Pay for the permits and just shut up is the right answer.
Anyway it was the start of a long string of delays that moved the project completion date of two days before Thanksgiving to ... I have no idea.
Not exactly sure we're 'living the dream' right now... but at least trying to make the most of it.
We hope the holidays are going well for all of you....
I really knew that Bob Vila and those "This Old House" episodes I watched all those years were NOT 'reality shows' but vicious little teasers created by the home improvement industry. Thinking that with just a little guidance from somebody like carpenter extraordinaire 'Norm', I could turn a shabby, outdated kitchen into a cooking mecca that Rachel Ray would be knocking down my door to cook here. Now I'm no fool and realize that it takes more than 30 minutes to rebuild a kitchen, but 'Bob' never told be about all the little 'speed bumps' I'd encounter with our little project. Even though we had a general contractor that managed the project, and with a costly run-in with the local building inspector, it seems that there is conspiracy to keep us from finishing this project we started late last October.
It seems that those IBD's (itty bitty details) will reach out and screw up a perfectly good plan every time. For instance ... The building inspector paid an unexpected visit one morning. I was upstairs and did not hear the knock at the door. Our plumber, who was installing a kitchen sink, answered the door. Now this seems innocent enough but workmen are generally not supposed to answer the door or answer the telephone while on the job. Who knows who they may be letting in. Just install the sink... no more... no less. As it finally dawned on me, from the voices I heard downstairs, that someone else was in the house, I came down stairs only to discover a rather large, and imposing man, walking out my front door. Without a 'hello' or 'good morning' he said he was 'shutting the job down' and the plumber would have to leave immediately. He went to say there were no permits issued for the project therefore he was stopping all work. Now I was standing about two steps up from the bottom of the stairs when he walked past and I was looking at him in straight in the eye. My blood pressure spiked a little as he stopped to inform me something about what permits I was supposed to have and then it dawned on me how big this guy was. So why should I argue... he was probably correct and if he wasn't no big deal...right? Who am I to tell this local Paul Bunyan the law? As it turned out, we did have some of the permits but not all. To argue too strenuously would mean tearing down freshly finished walls so they could review the work. I wasn't prepared to push them that far. Pay for the permits and just shut up is the right answer.
Anyway it was the start of a long string of delays that moved the project completion date of two days before Thanksgiving to ... I have no idea.
Not exactly sure we're 'living the dream' right now... but at least trying to make the most of it.
We hope the holidays are going well for all of you....
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