After six months of staring at a black plastic-veiled shell, we are overcome by the sight of plywood sheathing on the exterior walls and sliding glass doors and windows in place! Normal people may not get a charge out of such a sight, but normal people don’t live in 300 square feet without proper plumbing or heat/air. A huge shout out to Willy and his crew from Architectural Windows & Cabinets – they have worked until 6 pm the last two days to install cumbersome windows and sliding door systems on all four levels, and they’ve been in a jovial mood for most of it. Whistle while you work, indeed!

THAT'S what's underneath?!

Richard and I are on our own for a lot of the finishes and have been working feverishly to complete our research and make decisions. Today we ordered 2500 square feet of bamboo flooring, my dreamy dining room pendant lights, kitchen cabinetry, bathroom countertops, kitchen appliances, and a whole house tankless water heater. We are still finalizing bathroom tile choices but Josh Eberling will be here tomorrow to install the Schluter-Kerdi shower system and related Ditra subfloor in the first bathroom (supposedly rendering said bathroom a stand-alone floatation tank in case I fall asleep during The World’s Longest Indoor Shower, which I plan to commence immediately upon the grout being dry).

insulation around bath fixtures

Feel free to send ideas for an art installation or other reuse for our dear black plastic house veil…I’ll miss that sudden snapping sound at 2 am when it caught in the wind and woke me from a dead sleep, its funereal drape, the way it gaped in all the right places to tempt the driving rain…

Our most excellent architect, Patricia McQuaid, is off to globe trot with her family for the better part of a year and beyond. I must pause to thank and praise her for her efforts on our project, which I feel sure went above and beyond the usual efforts of most architects. She has been focused, diplomatic, and steadfast in every aspect of designing and managing our huge personal undertaking, and working with her has made this project (including living in a camper) a great deal more bearable. We will miss her horribly and selfishly wish she could have been here to see the fruits of her labor completed. We’ll send photos.

Are we there yet?

Well we try, and we try…

There is great comfort in having an insulated house. It speaks of warmth, shelter, safety, quietude. We were scheduled to have an insulated house months ago, then two weeks ago, then a week ago, and finally today the insulation guys arrived…with the wrong, i.e. el cheapo, insulation. Durwood (site superintendent) saw them coming in the door, and after a few not-so-nice conversations, the insulation guys left never to return.

Baby better come back later next week. Perhaps we shall then have insulation?

This is our new goal – to have glass. Glazing. Windows. Sliding glass doors. Our own little micro-biosphere rather than a plastic-covered box. We are crossing our fingers that by the end of this month installation will have begun. For those one or two readers out there, please cross your fingers too.

The electricians are working away mostly diligently, the LG split system interior evaporators are going in (after Richard caught a few boo boos here and there) for our HVAC system, Jorgensen has completed 99% of the interior framing (it looks like a closet! hey it looks like a subfloor!), and the playroom corner post that had bowed out has been replaced. Insulation and sheathing of the outside is slated to begin next week, then on goes the metal siding.

Lots of details to go but we can finally imagine a finish line. I feel like Dennis after he gets through the wall in Run, Fatboy, Run.

My friend Annie recently completed an extensive kitchen renovation and most aptly characterized the renovation process to be akin to the title of this post. The idea of the coming baby is exciting, filled with romantic dreams of the future, unfettered by any problems or stresses. You picture it as a beautiful, transformative experience. Then the baby is born, you’re exhausted, you feel inept, and there are daily mundane decisions made on the fly that you later worry could affect the rest of your’s and the baby’s life.

In the last two weeks I have spent at least 10 full hours looking at light fixtures. 2 hours researching bathroom exhaust fans. 3 hours on bathroom tile. 2 hours on flooring thus far. This from a woman who let someone else plan her wedding. Meanwhile my children have turned feral and go to the bathroom outside when I’m not paying attention. Because I just found a stunning Foscarini light fixture online that I need to bookmark for my newest “child.”


Mundane details: United Electric has begun work, the HVAC installation starts tomorrow, the Windoor systems (most of the glass in the house) have been ordered, and the framers are doing bits and pieces on the kitchen, bathrooms, and closets. We are pushing hard for a Feb 28 completion. (Do I hear hysterical laughter coming from the cheap seats? Or is it in my head?)

THE most exciting news in the last few months is that we finally, finally found our septic tank and drain field and it is sound and needs no maintenance. (See? With new babies we all get obsessed about body functions.) Immeasurable thanks to both my neighbor who helped me track down the prior owner, and to the prior owner who gave me all the information I needed as well as more history about the house.

Hygema has removed the last bits of shoring holding up the house and deemed it sound. Glory day! Rather than attempt to express my sentiments on this event and the end of this renovation road which is swinging into sight, I shall defer to the words of Emily Dickinson:

The Props assist the House

Until the House is built

And then the Props withdraw

And adequate, erect

The House supports itself

And cease to recollect

The Auger and the Carpenter –

Just such a retrospect

Hath the perfected Life –

A Past of Plank and Nail

And slowness — then the scaffolds drop

Affirming it a Soul –

The most oft used phrase when anyone has seen our house from pre-purchase to present. Sorta like people saying “sorry for your loss” when a beloved pet dies. Words that are meant to placate and change the subject but not really sympathize.

From this point forward I favor honesty over politeness. Feel free to laugh out loud at our current shambles of a house, tell us we must’ve just fallen off the back of the turnip truck, and refuse to lend us any money before we ever ask.

My wee family happily burst out of the camper in mid-December for a long-standing Christmas holiday date with family in Australia, just in time for the apocalyptic flooding, expecting to return to a mostly done house (since the project completion was slated for January). Instead we returned to freezing weather, no electricity and a water leak in camper (trouble shooting took 24 hours with numb fingers), a house that looked the same as we left it, big decisions in limbo, and ever-growing budgetary concerns and project delays.

before

after

The completion date was pushed a few weeks, then a month, and as of today we’re probably looking at early to mid-March. If we’re lucky.

But I’m always cranky when I’m cold.

Current problem to solve is choosing an LG ductless hvac system. Our recently discovered that our contractor was apparently relying on the subcontractor’s knowledge because the systems aren’t common in these here parts, so Richard and I are now spending a lot of extra time researching and talking to people to educate ourselves about our options. Since the house can’t be completed or lived in until this is done, it is an Urgent Decision.

If you’re not interested in the details stop reading this paragraph now, otherwise ductless systems are kinda neat. We chose ductless because it allows us to raise the dropped ceiling height a sorely needed couple to eight inches (we run thin drain and condenser lines instead of big fat air ducts), and we chose LG because they have the purtiest evaporators (the bits inside the house that contain fans to blow either hot or cold air). We get the added benefits of higher energy efficiency and better greenie status, too, since the condensers run at multiple speeds and use R410 instead of freon. Imagine chopping a window unit in two pieces – the ductless system has the condenser part outside (smaller and quieter than a standard forced air system box thrumming away outside), and the fan part (air handler or evaporator) inside. But one condenser unit can run to multiple room units in the house AND can simultaneously run heat through one unit and cool through another AND more efficiently dehumidifies at the same time. Decision-wise, there are commercial or residential systems that will do the trick, but how to compare? I know, I know, you’re as enthralled and mystified as I am.

The electrician from United started today and will start on the exterior so that as he finishes bits the house can be insulated, sheathed and ready for siding. The very last bit of steel was installed by fabricator Haskell’s sub today, Dandeneau Contracting has framed almost all fixed glass openings, Willy has ordered the glass WinDoor systems, and Walter from Lee & Cates is teeing up the fixed glass (as much low e as made sense for energy efficiency). (I realized today that we only have one solid exterior door in the whole house, the rest is glass. Weird.) We had a 4 hour meeting to cover lots of other details but those are the Big Decisions.

For those of you who have them, revel in your centrally heated, insulated homes running on power supplied by your municipality, with large hot water tanks and plumbing lines you don’t have to empty yourself. I yearn to be you.

We, or at least I, have hit a patch the last few weeks where I know empirically the project is moving forward – I see new pieces of steel bolted to the parallams, I see new framing in for the kitchen balcony, we now even have a new cantilevered roof over the entrance – and yet it feels that we’re running in place. Not to knock anyone working on this project, but a hot summer and wet fall is close to my limit for camper living and it’s hard to imagine getting through winter as well. (Did I mention it was 51 degrees Fahrenheit inside the camper for a day, before we got the heat working?)


Having said that, Mike and Matt from Dandeneau Contracting arrive chipper and charged every morning, working on new framing and flooring repairs (the balcony railings are gorgeous, the attention to detail), and Durwood has commandeered our deck table to every imaginable space on the ground floor in and around our house thus far, finding the best spot to work in while weathering the heat, the rain, the wind, and now the cold.

We continue to get news that shocks our socks off – something we thought worked that doesn’t, something we thought was settled that wasn’t – but I’m proud to say we have yet to turn to drugs and alcohol to get through it. It’s cheaper to just yell at the kids and each other inappropriately to blow off steam. Rip Van Winkle stumbled upon the ghost of Henry Hudson (English explorer, Hudson River’s namesake), had a drink, and went to sleep for twenty years. Lucky devil.

Happy Thanksgiving to those who celebrate it. Say, does anyone know how to remove a roast turkey that is stuck in a camper oven?

We just heard the news that Mr. Hatcher passed away on October 27. Our thoughts are with his family, and we are very grateful that he was so willing to share his time and memories with us about the home he built so long ago.