Renovation Week 19: Final Prime?

Fingers X-ed that this 19th week is the last week of the project whose cardinality is expressed using a prime number. Maybe not. 23 weeks is likely, thanks to the cabinet guy. At 29 weeks I cry. At 31 weeks I start demolishing the place again from inside. At 37 weeks we firebomb the place. At 41 weeks the authorities dig through the remains and discover the bodies of my enemies.

After that it starts getting bad.

 

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Renovation Week 18: Zeno, Jr.

This week:

We moved into the house twenty years ago this week, on 6/1/1996. I had really hoped that we’d be done with this project by 6/1/2016, but that didn’t happen.

Some stuff did happen.

(Previously.)

More Cabinets. The wet wall (pantry, sink, dishwasher, refrigerator) cabinet boxes are all in place now. IMG_3052

Yes, the space for the dishwasher does seem way too small, but I’ve measured it at least 6 times. This week we’re hoping to see at least the base cabinets that will live on the right side of this picture, surrounding where the stove is going to go. I just got word that the planned Monday installation is going to slip to Tuesday at the earliest. Did I mention that the cabinets are the gating factor for this whole project now? The appliances and countertops are the major remaining pieces, and neither can really happen until we have places to put them. Continue reading “Renovation Week 18: Zeno, Jr.”

Renovation Week 16: Don’t Call Me Shirley

This week we met a new baby bunny friend who’s living in the hostas by the driveway. Her name is “Shirley Hemphill.”

(Previously.)

Starting to see more signs that things are getting close to being usable/livable.

The kids’ bathroom was mostly wrapped up on Wednesday, enough for them to be using it again. We still need to finish up the linen closet that’s being built, but that’s further down the priority stack.

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Renovation Week 15: Tantalus

(Previously.)

A Phrygian king who was condemned to remain in Tartarus, chin deep in water, with fruit-laden branches hanging above his head; whenever he tried to drink or eat, the water and fruit receded out of reach.

— https://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/Tantalus

It’s starting to feel like the end may be in sight. When I think that, I’m reminded of a work trip to Las Vegas where a group of us decided to walk to the Luxor, which looked to be about a 10 minute walk away from where we were. An hour later we were still walking and it looked exactly the same distance away from us. Continue reading “Renovation Week 15: Tantalus”