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Tales of us working on our house.

12 on 12, June 2013

My eighteenth “12 on 12″.

The 12 on 12 challenge was created by Chad Darnell and picked up from a number of random bloggers who then linked back to him and vice versa. Chad stopped doing the 12 of 12 links in December of 2011, but has now passed the torch on to Janet Hughes. I’m linking with her, but I’m also giving a shout out to to Blobby’s Blog as Blobby is the one who inspired me to do it.

All pictures were taken by me with my iPhone 4S.

So, this is my last 12 on 12. As a 30-something. I should make this good.

9:29 AM: Speaking of old. Today's pills.

9:29 AM: Speaking of old. Today’s pills: Vitamins, minerals, and antibiotics. Oh my! Pretty soon I’ll need to invest in one of those fancy every-day-of-the-week cases or something.

9:29 AM: Trying to find a photo of my for #throwbackthursday tomorrow.

9:29 AM: Trying to find a photo of my for #throwbackthursday tomorrow. I really need to get around to scanning all these old photos one of these days. When I have some free time. Which I’m sure will never happen.

10:17 AM: Red and blue.

10:17 AM: Red-ish and blue-ish.

10:18 AM: The "grand" staircase. Up closer.

10:18 AM: The “grand” staircase is finally making it’s way up the ridge. The Husbear and I have been building this step-by-step, and it will go from road level to the level our house sits on. Eventually.

10:20 AM: Thistles growing along the road near the house.

10:20 AM: Thistles growing along the road near the house. And right after I took this picture, a strong wind blew and knocked one of the thistles into my head.

11:05 AM: My pile at the studio.

11:05 AM: My pile at the studio. I feel like I’m starting to get behind with all the projects I’m working on.

12:20 PM: Uploading files to my FB page. Damned social media.

12:20 PM: Uploading photos to my personal business FB page. Damned social media and all it’s demands from a business owner.

12:41 PM: This sign reads something totally different to me that what they were probably intending...

12:41 PM: This sign reads something totally different to me that what they were probably intending…

8:35 PM: Why is Deadmau5 in my sink?

8:35 PM: Why is Deadmau5 in my sink tonight?

10:34 PM: Closing time. 2.5  hours later than normal.

10:34 PM: Closing time. 2.5 hours later than normal. So much for making it to my buddy’s impromptu birthday dinner party. Or the gym. All because of two tattoos that went… wrong.

11:04 PM Mopping. Always with the mopping.

11:04 PM Mopping. Always with the mopping. And the bleaching.

11:08 PM: These two tattoos caused me a great deal of suffering tonight. Mostly because the wrong tattoo was put on the wrong person, and no one noticed until it was finished.

11:08 PM: These two tattoos caused me a great deal of suffering tonight. Mostly because the wrong tattoo was put on the wrong person, and no one noticed until it was finished.

And I’m publishing this from the studio tonight, as it’s 11:30 PM, and I still have to finish some artwork for the next few days. If I don’t hit “Publish” now, it’s not going to happen on the 12th.

Until next time...
Erik

Three Years Later

Progress was made today on the master bathroom addition. You remember, that one that started in one form or another THREE FREAKIN’ YEARS AGO?

The last big chunk of work was done back in November 2010. Since then, it’s essentially just sat idle as we’ve worked on other projects like remodeling both businesses and the laundry room. And since we are paying for it all out of pocket, it takes time.

It took me most of the day but I was able to run the majority of the MC cable today. Well, yesterday now. You can kind of see it all in the pictures below.

Entryway into the existing bedroom.

Entryway into the existing bedroom.

That’s the entryway into what will become the walk-in closet, master bedroom, and vestibule library. It all sounds grandiose, I know.

To the right of the door is where the double sink vanity will begin.

Immediately to the right of the previous photo, the area for the sinks.

Immediately to the right of the previous photo, the area for the sinks.

And that’s where the rest of the vanity will continue. The idea is to have a double sink vanity with center tower cabinet.

To the right of that is the walk-in shower.

Adjacent and to the right of the previous photo, the shower and watercloset.

Adjacent and to the right of the previous photo, the shower.

It’s a rather large walk-in shower, to be sure.

To the right of the shower, the watercloset.

To the right of the shower, the watercloset.

And next to the shower is the watercloset. Yes. A room just for the toilet. I really think it’s a necessity with the Husbear. Because, well, yeah.

Back in the existing bedroom, the location for the electrical subpanel.

Back in the existing bedroom, the location for the electrical subpanel.

A subpanel has to be installed for the new power connections.

Tomorrow I’ll run the service cable from the exterior main breaker box to the new subpanel, and install the subpanel. I also need to install the bathroom fan/light combos in both the watercloset and the shower area.

Then we’ll get all that checked off by the electrician and connected.

I’ll also run speaker wires, CAT5e, and COAX cables. Because the bathroom will be a happening place!

After that, we start sheetrocking!!!

Until next time...
Erik

Busted pipes and clogged ballcocks

I think a lot of stories I tell start with the phrase: “So… I’m sitting on the toilet.”

Which I was at the time this story began.

The windows in the house are open. Those two aren’t related. It’s a really nice day out for a change. Almost 70 degrees. That’s why the windows are open.

The Husbear is outside working on one of the walls in the yard. I can hear the *clink* of the pickaxe hitting the ground in a somewhat steady rhythm.

I hear a *clink*, a pause, then swearing. At the same time the toilet starts making a gurgling sound.

Damn. My brain immediately knows what just happened: the Husbear hit the waterline to the house.

I quickly finish in the bathroom and rush outside.

To find this scene…

Sheepish-looking Husbear and a large puddle.

Sheepish-looking Husbear and a large puddle.

The Husbear went and turned the well off. And I went back inside to shut the incoming water lines off in the house. I knew we added those for a reason.

After the water drained away, this is what the Husbear cracked:

Broken pipe.

Broken pipe.

Of course we didn’t have any PVC coupling at the house for that size pipe, so off to Lowe’s I went. For the second time today.

After we got the section of pipe replaced, we had to let it sit for about an hour before we could turn the water back on and repressurize the system. So we stretched out in the hammock together and enjoyed the afternoon sun.

We turned the water back on, and all appeared to be well.

Until we went to flush the toilet later.

Apparently when I was finishing up my business in the bathroom and flushed, the waterline sucked in dirt and gravel and clogged the ballcock on the toilet. *sigh*

Clogged ballcock. Dirty toilet.

Clogged ballcock. Dirty toilet.

So off to pick up a replacement at the store. Which we did. After we went out on a dinner date. With each other. Because we don’t do that very often.

Now the toilet fills and flushes again. Apparently with great force. As the Husbear managed to overflow the toilet on the first flush. Massively. *sigh*

The house smells of bleach now. Massive amounts of bleach.

And that’s how we spent Easter.

Until next time...
Erik

Gunk

Our dishwasher of 10 years has been a little cantankerous as of late.

It started leaking during one of the cycles a while ago, and I thought I had it fixed.

Apparently not. It started leaking again.

So, being the somewhat stubborn man I am, I started taking the dishwasher apart. With the little things. Like the interior vent screen.

And what I discovered was rather nasty.

Gunk!

Gunk!

That’s 10 years of who knows what. Buildup from our well water? Aerated food particles? Who knows.

I scraped out all the stuff.

Gross!

Gross!

Nasty.

The stuff had corroded one of the seals inside the door, which was allowing the water to leak into the door and out the machine.

I temporary replaced the seal with some seals I had laying around. Go figure. The hoarder in me.

I also ordered a replacement seal online for a more permanent solution.

I guess maybe I need to do a little more maintenance on the washer one of these days.

And figure out what we might have been drinking from the tap before we installed the house filters a few years ago.

At least the stuff didn’t smell.

Until next time...
Erik

Tippity Toe and Hot Water too

A wee bit more progress was made on the ol’ home remodel that’s been forever ongoing. Back when the laundry room portion of the remodel started, plans were made that had to be later changed after a “fun” discovery was made which meant an entire new project.

Part of the bathroom addition consisted of adding an alcove that the hot water heater would be located in, as well as a storage area for cleaning supplies like the vacuum and brooms.

Here’s what the laundry area looked like as of this morning. Kind of. This picture was taken a couple years ago. But it does show how the washer and dryer are stacked, and the water heater located next to them.

Laundry area, before.

We discovered a slight problem after we came up with this configuration. The Husbear couldn’t see or reach into the back of the dryer. At least not without a step stool. I can’t tell you how many times I’d see him up on his tiptoes trying to reach into the back of the dryer. It always gave me a good chuckle.

Anyway, we finally got around to moving the water heater off of the pedestal and into it’s own little nook, and unstacked the washer and dryer. I know, it doesn’t sound like much. And in the big picture of this whole thing, it isn’t. But it is something.

The ol’ washer and dryer, no longer stacked.

Next up I’ll be building a cabinet and hanging rack above the washer and dryer that will hide the piping. Eventually.

Hot and cold water lines attached to the now relocated hot water heater.

The water heater in it’s cozy alcove.

The whole shebang.

As you can see, we still have to finish texturing and painting the laundry room. Then install trim.

But hey, now the Husbear can see into the dryer! ;-)

Until next time...
Erik