Sunday, March 29, 2009

Hot Seat; Fun With Paint

In The Hot Seat

I forgot to mention this amusing story yesterday.

So there's a bathroom in the Imaginarium, which of course doesn't get used much. A week or two ago I was up there for awhile, so I'd gone to the bathroom, fine; then a little while later I went again, and noticed the seat was all wet. I mean really wet. This was odd, and I couldn't figure any reason for it. I have the habit of always closing the toilet lid, because I started doing it when Tyler was a growing puppy, to keep him from drinking out of the toilet, and I've just always done it. So the only thing I could think might be causing it was somehow the water was splashing up while it was swirling around ... although that didn't seem likely.

I forgot about it, but was up here again yesterday for a rather extended amount of time, and noticed the same thing again - not the first time I was in there, but later when I went back - the seat was wet, and not only wet, but really warm. Like a heated toilet seat.

While that could be pleasant in the wintertime, I kept thinking, "This just ain't right." So I happened to be looking right at the bowl when I flushed it, and noticed ... steam coming out of it. I touched the tank. Hot!

Yep - whoever hooked up the water supply line to this particular toilet hooked it up to a hot water line, and my upstairs toilet is flushed with really hot water. So when I would flush the toilet, then close the lid, the very hot water in the bowl was steaming and condensing on the lid, making the seat wet - and also keeping it very warm.

Well, who knew.

Fun With Paint


I picked up a bunch of paint swatches today at Home Depot. I'm all excited about finally getting to some projects in the Imaginarium. I want to paint the kitchen cabinets - inside for sure, outsides at least part of them.

Here's a picture of a section of the outside of the cabinets.



It's not that bad really, but I'm not keen on all the dark wood. I'd like to lighten up the ambience somewhat. So I'm thinking about leaving the trim dark wood, but painting the doors. And changing the hardware. It might even be cool (but a lot of work) to actually make cutouts on some of the upper doors, and install glass panels. But since they weren't built for that (they appear to just be plywood), it would be tricky - I'd have to add some type of framing to house the glass, I guess, unless I just decoratively bolt it right to the door, like the way they sometimes mount mirrors (another trick we're going to use on a project soon - I'll post about that when we do it).

Or ... I could add moldings, or stenciling, maybe just painting part of the cabinet doors, and leaving some of the dark wood showing. Hmm.

I also want to paint the insides, because they're dull and drab, and in places have blocks of the dark finished wood (like on the far lower right of the inside of this cabinet). I'm not sure why those are there.


In fact, these aren't really 'cabinets' - they're just frames and shelves mounted to the walls, with doors. I mean, there aren't any backs to them.



Anyway, yeah, it's white inside - but it's a dull, flat, drab white. So that's what I'm going to do first - lighten and brighten up the insides with some new paint. I haven't picked a color yet, but as I look over the swatches I'm leaning towards a pale green. Or maybe a peach kinda color. Oooh, decisions, decisions!

The other fun painting project in the works up here is the countertops. They are that standard old laminate countertop, white with gold flecks in it. In places the edging is coming loose. Really kinda crappy.

I had a hunch you might be able to paint countertops (at least, especially, in an area that's only going to be a craft room, not a working food-preparation kitchen). I did a little research online tonight, and apparently I was right (and even in real working kitchens). On only one site (and I'm sure there are others), I got tons of info about painting old laminate countertops, and some before and after pictures that were truly astounding. I'm telling you what, some of these people painted their kitchen or bathroom countertops to look granite or marble, and it truly looked like thousands of dollars worth of new countertops, for $40 and some sweat equity! I was totally impressed.

So I'm really psyched about that, as well. And again - what to paint them? Solid color? Faux finish? Stone? Linen? Suede? Color? Choices, choices!

I don't have any particular decorating theme in the works for the Imaginarium, and I'm not sure if that's a cool thing, or a disaster in the making. My initial thought was to use several light, bright colors - blues, greens, yellows, mauves. A light, bright, airy scheme. Sort of like a Maypole all over the place - a kind of carnival of pastels. But I'm not sure if using too many colors will detract from the mood I'm trying to create, rather than emphasize it. I think it might work better if I do have one main color that kind of ties it all together. If so, it's going to be green - because I like green a lot, and because the carpet's green. I still like this carpet, despite that I suspect it's very old, and it's kind of a funky shade of green.

The other thing I'm debating on doing, to keep the place from looking too sugary, is leaving the walls white. But that's still up for debate ... it's the same white that's inside the cabinets, kind of dull, flat, and just 'blah.'

Well, that's the joy of having an entire space of your own to decorate any way you want, without even having to concern yourself with convention or what anyone else will think. The sky's the limit, and the choices are mindboggling. It's been so long since I had so much freedom to exercise creative license that I think I've kind of lost the touch, but it's coming back ... .

Saturday, March 28, 2009

Progress!!!!

First, hi Lisa! Thanks for still hanging out, despite my lack of fiberesque posts. :o) (Which I'm confident will resume soon!)

And you were right - all the dampers to almost the entire house were shut off, not just at the heat registers in the rooms, but downstairs at the ductwork. But even after we opened them all up, the upstairs was still cold. That's okay ... after taking a look at the insulation (or should I say lack thereof) in the attic cubbies up there, I'm fairly certain that had a lot to do with it. I'm cautiously optimistic that by next winter I'll feel a huge difference up there, with new and rearranged insulation. Fortunately - very fortunately - we're now heading well into spring, which means I have at least six good months of not having to worry about it. Well, other than the fact that I need to do that insulation work before next winter. ;o)

There's an advantage to doing it sooner rather than later, actually. Good, properly installed insulation doesn't just keep heat in in winter, it also keeps heat out in summer. So if I get the insulation project underway before the hottest part of summer, it'll help alleviate the Imaganarium being too hot in the summer time. And I know this could be a potential problem. The upstairs at the old house - which was similar to this house in structure if not in size - was unbearably hot in the summertime. So much so that during the hottest part of the day you could barely even stand to be up there. Candles I had stored up there melted.

But, there were only two small windows, one on each end - the ends that were right next to other houses, so little to no cross-breeze. In this house, there are windows and/or a door in all four walls, so plenty of cross-ventilation. Also, here, there are two huge trees out front which will shade the entire south-facing roof all day. I suspect that will go a long, long way towards keeping the upstairs of the new house cooler than the old one (where there were no trees at all and the summer sun just beat on the roof all day long).

In other news, we made real progress today at the old house. No, we're still not done. Five weeks and counting. (*&^%$$^*)

But, we got the inside of the house really emptied out now. There is nothing left now except about 4 boxes of clothes upstairs that I intend to donate to charity, but couldn't take today because we had the truck stuffed too full. But that's it!

On March 7th ...


Today ...



The other rooms are cleaned out as well ...

This is - was - our bedroom. That dark mess in the corner over there (the part that's not shadow) is, in fact, mold. We didn't know it was there because there was a very heavy dresser sitting there, which we could not move to clean behind before. I tried to clean it with bleach water, but it was pretty well in the wall plaster. Well, another good reason to have moved out of that house. I'm horribly allergic to mold, and that particular bedroom had a serious problem with it, in other places besides that corner, which I could not get rid of.

Here's a picture of the kitchen laundry area sometime during the last month ...


and today ...


I forgot to take any pictures of the garage though. That' still a disaster. We piled all the garbage from the house there, to get it out of the way, and there's a pile about the size of a small car. Despite my last post, I changed my mind ... I don't want to get a dumpster. It's an expense I just don't want to incur after all the other expense incurred with moving. Fortunately we have access to a good-sized dumpster, except it's just about a half hour drive away, and we can't get all this stuff in one load. So over the next two weeks or so we're going to have to be making some random trips to this place to unload this stuff.

Okay, 'nuff of that. Now for the good news. I've been working in the Imaginarium, and have made some progress!

But first, the un-progress - the kitchen / craft area hasn't gotten put together yet.


Holy cow, right now that area looks uncannily similar to the upstairs hobby area at the old house in the last few months! But, I'm not worried about this, because I know exactly what I'm doing. Really. (ahem) First, there's a large dresser down in the living room we have to get up here, which is going along that right-side wall. In there is going all the material I have (which is a large part of the jumbled pile that exists there now). A bunch more of that jumbled pile is Christmas decorations, which are going in one of the two storage cubbies upstairs.

I also want to paint the inside and outside of those cabinets, and once I do that, I'll be much more motivated about putting my craft stuff away in them. They're just so dark and drab right now.

Moving on, I've done this ...




I have this nice 'living area' in the Imaginarium, which I've been rearranging and tweaking around to my heart's desire. It's not "done" yet of course, but it's finding it's shape and flavor pretty nicely. I'm happy with this. In fact, I'm sitting up here now, doing my blog.

I've also managed to find some time to putter around the rest of the house. The dining room, which was once full to almost the ceiling and almost wall to wall with boxes, is now only about half full. I put up some pictures tonight. A small thing, but important. I realized after I did that, and saw what a difference it made, that up till now we'd only put the place together enough to live in, nothing really personal. It was like going to a vacation home for a week ... you unpack your clothes, but none of the decor is yours. That's how it felt here.

Finally having the time and energy to put up some of my own personal touches is just really making the place feel like home! It's fantastic! The longer we're here, and the more little things I get done, the more I love this place. Without a doubt, it is the perfect house for us.

Saturday, March 21, 2009

*^#@$^&* Moving @%*(&%$#

Another day moving. Jaysus, this is never going to end. What was I thinking?

We did, however, get 99% of everything out of the old house! There are only a couple tiny things left, and some cleaning products (which we'll need there). Now, there is a ton of garbage, stuff that's just going to go away. I've finally relented and acquiesced ... I'm going to have to rent a dumpster. I didn't want to, but there's no choice. There is too much flat-out garbage left there, and I have no other way to get rid of it.

I do wish that I'd have known I was going to end up renting a dumpster 2 weeks ago ... a lot of that stuff would never have gotten moved. There was some borderline stuff that I wasn't really sure I wanted, but at the time I didn't know what the hell I was going to do with if I didn't take it. So I thought, I'll just take it now, and deal with it later. Not the wisest choice I ever made.

Oh well ... live and learn. I know I'll never do this again. If - when - we eventually move from here, the whole move is going to go very, very differently. But I don't have to worry about that for a long, long time.

And for now, the inside of the old house is almost done. We just have to go back and clean (ugh - but not horrible).

The outside's another story. The garage and the porch are still quite a disaster, and I didn't get the other outside stuff I wanted yet (plants, solar lights, a gate my dad built). But ... for now, I can breathe a sigh of relief about the inside, anyway. Umm, mostly.

There is one piece of good news about all this. I anticipated being really sad about leaving the old house. I had so much history there, especially with my dad. But this freaking, grueling, torturous disaster of a move has irradiated any nostalgic feelings right out of me. I think I will be thrilled beyond the telling of it when I can leave that place for the last time, and know I never have to see it again.

Kinda sad ... it's not the house's fault I buggered up the move so bad. It was a good house for me. But right now I'm just not feeling the love.

We're not going to talk about the condition of the new house just now.

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

KNITTING! And St. Pat's. And Heat.

I finally, finally did a tiny bit of knitting tonight. Okay ... a tiny bit. Like, one row on a dishcloth. But just finding a project, and getting it in my hands, was like bliss. I would have done more, but the minute I started on it, I remembered something else I wanted to do ... which resulted in the rest of the St. Pat's portion of this post. But I'll get back to it. As I said, it's a dishcloth, but hey - it's knitting, it's small and portable and mindless, and I'll take it.

The band played out all weekend for St. Patrick's Day. Saturday they were at Lannigan's in New Castle, PA.



Sunday afternoon they were in the Youngstown St. Patrick's Day Parade (sorry for the slightly fuzzy photo - it's a video capture, as things were moving too fast for both video and still pix).



Sunday afternoon they were at the Meigh Eo in Youngstown.


Looking great, sounding great ... as always.

Just a side note, I noticed my last post was about my heating concerns. Well, Dominion finally got my billing information posted online, and my first month's useage was $107. That's fantastic! Although it was only 3 weeks, not 4, and part of them were warm, not all of them were - the first week and a half or so was bitter cold, and that was also when we first moved in and for about 3 or 4 days there was a thermostat problem causing the furnace to rapid cycle, coming on and going off every mintue or two, for days until I could get someone out to look at it.

I'm encouraged. If the bill was only $107 for a period incorporating the bitter end of February, then I think that even in the coldest months, when we fix the insulation and other issues, the worst of the bills won't be too unbearable. Even if the useage doubled in the worst months, that would still only be $214 for the very worst of winter - and that's not at all unbearable, considering it's budgeted over the whole year. So I'm encouraged about that.

I did some work in the Imaginarium last night, unpacking some boxes, putting some things away. It's shaping up nicely. I can't wait to get an entire weekend, or at least an entire day, to spend time up there. Sigh. Not for awhile yet - this weekend, we'll be back at the old house, still packing and moving. I cannot wait till this is over, and we can just focus on the new place.

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Solving My Heating Problem

I mentioned the other day that I'd gone through a panic awhile after we moved in, about the cost of heating. When I budgeted for the new house when we were deciding whether to buy it and how much to offer, I did take into consideration that all the utilities here would be varying degrees higher than at our former house (especially the gas bill). It was all good.

But once I moved in, and we had a particularly cold snap where the furnace was running a lot, yet several areas of the house (the Imaginarium, the kitchen and the dining room) were still really cold, I began to get worried that I hadn't budgeted enough for the heating bill, that I'd highly underestimated the cost in a house this size.

So I got really concerned about what to do about the heating issue. I wasn't willing to accept that several months a year we were just going to have to pay through the nose to keep warm, and I had no choice in the matter. Even being on the budget (which we are) doesn't actually lower the cost of winter heating, it just spreads it out so that you're paying higher bills all year long. Still not the solution I was looking for.

Sure, I'd love nothing better than to have all solar power, or a nice geothermal system. But the cost of those systems is out of our range at the moment.

But after a few days of panic, I decided I wasn't going to roll over and give up on this. I decided that I was damned well going to be able to enjoy my house, all of my house, all year long, without going broke. There must be something else I could do.

Well, necessity is the mother of regression. I hit upon the perfect solution - something that will help, and something that's very affordable (and has been around forever). We're diving wholeheartedly into an energy efficiency and conservation mindset. And I began to do a ton of research, both online and around the home.

What I've discovered is very encouraging. There are so many things one can do in the efficiency and conservation department to cut energy consumption, many of which are relatively simple and inexpensive, that I believe will in fact make a big difference. This is a case of, the worse things are, the more room for improvement there is. I discovered several major problems in this house contributing to heat loss, but they're all relatively easy to fix, and once fixed, considering how bad they started out, the improvement ought to be significant and noticeable.

The first thing I discovered is this. Remember this picture from the other day of the pipes? Well, revisit it, but look at the walls.


These are the walls of the 'cubby' attic spaces surrounding the Imaginarium. And you'll notice there is no insulation on them at all. Instead, the roof itself is insulated.

This is probably one of the biggest insulation mistakes people make, and in fact I had no idea this was the wrong approach myself, until our favorite home inspector pointed it out to us both at this house and at my old house (where it was done the same way), and then I did more reading up on this topic online.

Here's the deal. You want to keep warmed air from the furnace in the living space. If you insulate the 'attic' ceiling, but not the walls, you're trying to heat your attic. It is the nature of air of different temperatures to want to swap spaces, to move towards each other. It is true that hot air rises and cold air sinks, but it's also true that cold air will try to move to areas where the ambient temperature is warmer, displacing the warm air into the formerly cold-air space.

I never realized how much air a simple wall will let through, although I guess it shouldn't have been such a surprise - why else would people insulate at all? So when you insulate the attic ceiling but not the walls between the attic and the living space, all the heat you're trying to pump into the living space is going to be seeping through the wall, and tiny spaces between the walls and floors and ceilngs, into the cold attic space - sending all that cold attic air into your living space.

Most people - myself included! - thought that you are supposed to insulate the attic ceiling to 'keep cold air out of the attic.' In fact, just the opposite is true. Your attic should be the same temperature as the outside in the wintertime. So your goal shouldn't be to keep cold air out of your attic, but to keep the cold air in your attic (unless you're trying to heat it for some reason, in which case none of this matters; I'm not, so it matters).

As a side note, improper attic insulation is a prime cause of ice damming, which this house also had an issue with this winter. When there is heavy snow, and you have insulation on your attic roof but not the walls or floors between the attic and heated living space, the attic heats up, which heats the underside of the roof, melting the underlayer of snow. (It doesn't have to be "warm" in the attic for this to happen; just the average attic temperature achieved by insulating the roof and heat loss through the living spaces will do it; if the outside temperature is 10 degrees, but you've got your attic insulated the way most people do, it'll probably be 20 to 30 degrees warmer in your attic - still cold to you, but warm enough to melt the roof snow).

It then liquefies and begins running down the roof to the gutters, where - because it's so cold outside - it refreezes, causing an ice dam. That's an oversimplified explanation, but mechanically that's how it happens. If your attic is as cold as it's supposed to be, and you're reducing heat escaping into your attic from your living spaces, the snow on your roof will stay right there until it begins to melt naturally from the outside, due to the sun's warmth and ambient air temperature - then it will melt and run into and down your gutters like it's supposed to, instead of re-freezing at the roofline and causing damage.

But I digress. To get back to the point ... insulation on the attic roof by itself isn't enough to keep that area truly warm. So it's cold in there. Next, no insulation on the walls between the upstairs living space and the attic causes exchange between the two areas - the heat I'm trying to pump into the living space is seeping out into the attic, to be replaced with the cold air in the attic coming into the room.

It's no wonder the Imaginarium was so cold!

The good news, there's a relative easy fix for this. Insulate the hell out of the walls, floors, and ceilings of the Imaginarium - but not the roof. This will contain all the heat I'm pumping into the Imaginarium via the furnace, keeping it in the living space where I want it, and out of the attic where I don't. Heat is going to travel to the insulation, then stop (if the insulation is good). So why would I want my heat traveling into the attic and all the way to the roof before it stops? Far more efficient to stop it right at the walls, containing it inside the living space where I want to hang out and be comfortable.

So what do I have to do? First and easiest, rip down all the insulation from the attic roof, and insulate the walls and floors heavily. Also weatherstrip and insulate the three attic access doors in the Imaginarium (areas where you can almost feel a frigid breeze coming through on particularly cold days).

After seeing the serious lack of insulation on those walls, I truly believe that that much insulating alone will go an amazingly long way to warming up the Imaginarium without ever touching the thermostat.

The second phase of this problem is a little trickier. To make this most effective, the sloping ceiling and the center strip of horizontal ceiling should also be insulated. Since the walls weren't, I'm assuming those areas weren't either, and I can't get to them to place regular do-it-yourself insulation in them. So that's the one phase of the project I may have to hire a professional for - we may have no choice but to do blown-in insulation in that section, if I want to complete my plan for the maximum benefit.

And why do it halfway? This is something that, after my research, I believe wholeheartedly will make a significant difference in keeping the Imaginarium much warmer, without wasting heat, turning up the thermostat, or costing us one dime more.

As a bonus, this type of insulation combined with effective roof vents will also help keep hot air out of the living space in the summer. Insulation isn't just for cold. In the summertime at the old house I could barely stand to be upstairs, and candles I had stored up there were known to melt. I assumed this place would be the same way, but we're not at all keen on running central air (or even window air conditioners) - first, because I much prefer to have windows open and enjoy fresh outdoor air, and second because of the high cost of electricity to run them.

Fixing the insulation up there may also keep the Imaginarium much cooler in the summer, containing the heat into the attic, where it can be disbursed by active roof vents instead of seeping into the living space. This might not be so effective if we had no trees, but there are two large trees out front which should shade the south-facing side of the roof all day, which should also make a huge difference in the temperature upstairs.

So ... that's one part of my grand plan to reduce the heating costs in the Big Ass House, without it costing us a fortune to heat the place.

If this is so simple, why don't more people do it? I have a couple of theories on that, from my own experience. First, a lot of people don't know this stuff! Like I said, most people I've talked to believed that you were supposed to insulate the attic ceiling. I too always believed that. I didn't know any different, and not knowing, I would never have questioned it if I hadn't run onto this problem of needing and wanting to significantly reduce my heating costs.

That brings up the second reason. If heating costs (or any other utility) are falling in the affordable range, most people don't question how things are working. They just say "That's what it costs to heat a house," and move on. I have a friend who said that in the winter her heating bills were about $250 a month, and yeah it was a little painful, but they just paid it, and moved on. Her house was also a Cape Cod, and her daughter's bedroom was upstairs, and when it got cold in the winter, they just cranked up the heat, because they 'had to.' But she never checked into ways to reduce the costs, never looked at her insulation (I'd bet a year's heating cost her house was insulated the same as this one - all on the roof, none in the walls upstairs). So many people just don't bother to look for ways to increase their house's energy efficiency if the status quo is acceptable to them.

Third, a lot of people just don't want to hassle with it. I've discovered that home maintenance is an acquired taste. A lot of people who buy homes treat them like apartments - they figure as long as they're paying their mortgage and utilities, they shouldn't have to (or can't afford to, so don't) pay much attention to anything else, except when something goes wrong and they have to (a leak somewhere, furnace breaks, etc.). I can understand this, I did the same thing at my old house. I did nothing in the way of maintenance, energy efficiency or muh of anything else. The bills were cheap, I paid them and cranked up the furnace when it got cold because I could (it was a small house, it wasn't unaffordable to crank up the heat), and did little else.

So there are a lot of reasons why many people don't know about these things and don't bother to find out. My dad was very good at house maintenance, but even he was the type of person who, if it got colder than usual in the winter, would just crank up the furnace rather than look at ways to be more energy efficient - because he could afford it, so why not. And for him that worked fine, because he could afford it. But I'm not paying $500 a month to heat this place in the winter time. I'm not even paying $200 a month.

I have a lofty goal. Actually it has two parts. The first part I came up with was that within five years I wanted to reduce our entire utility consumption to under $100 a month - gas, water, and electric. That's great and I will continue to strive for that, but reality tells me that may not be possible in a house this size - I can reduce electricity and water consumption fairly easily, but the place has to be heated in the winter, and to make that scheme work, our heating bill would have to be about $40 or $50 a month - not something I'm sure is possible with a conventional gas furnace.

So the second half of that goal, being a little more realistic, is to reduce the total utility expense to less than $150 a month. That I think I can do.

I have more to post, later, on other things I found out in my research. We'll see how this utility reduction plan goes over the next year. I consider it an experiment in reducing my expenses to the lowest possible amount, while still keeping the house comfortable and cozy, thereby freeing up more money for the things we actually want to spend money on - like improvements!

Sunday, March 8, 2009

Busy Weekend: More Moving; Our First Leak; Some Imaginarium Stuff!

We rented the big honking moving truck again.



And moved. For hours. Ugh.

We were only supposed to get the smaller truck this weekend, thinking (in our moving-induced delusion) that would be enough.

Ha. Something went awry, and we ended up getting the bigger truck (the same size truck we used last moving weekend) for the price of the smaller one. Nice. And handy, because we filled it - front to back, clear full.


And no. We didn't get everything out of the house. Sigh. But, we did get everything we need a truck for. From here on out, we're stuck having to make the dreaded SUV treks ... back and forth with stuff in the back of my Explorer. I was hoping to avoid that, but unfortunately I didn't. I said yesterday, I feel like this is my new life ... every other weekend I'll just have to move stuff from one house to the other, over and over, for ever.

Moving on ...

We got a very important thing done this weekend. Greg was able to pick up an Irish flag, and we got that up ... not just for St. Patrick's Day, but for year round.



I got more stuff moved into the Imaginarium. It's kind of a mess right now still.


I did some work up there today, but there are two things going on. First, I'm overwhelmed (in a good way) with all the choices and options. Oh, don't get me wrong - I'm not complaining. It's just that I'm unused to having so much space to work with, so many options, I can basically do anything I want! And I'm just not used to that, so the creative centers of my imagination are a little rusty. But it's coming along ... every once in awhile I get an epiphany, I'm sure over time I'll get it fixed up perfectly.

The second thing is that all of my stuff isn't up there yet. The last moving push piled the dining room from floor to ceiling with more boxes, and somewhere in there is the rest of my Imaginarium stuff. I'll get to it ... eventually ... maybe in October.

Tyler seemed to like it.


But I am psyched about being able to start new projects soon!!! I have ideas. There's a spot on the wall where I know exactly what I want ... something I've been wanting to do for a long time, and didn't have the space (mental or physical) to deal with ... a landscape quilt. A picture quilt, you know, where you use just fabric and fancy sewing to make pictures. I found this spot on the wall that just really needed something, and knew immediately that's what I wanted to put there. And I know what I want the picture to be, but I'll leave that for later, so it can be a surprise.

And, we have our first leak! Why am I so excited? Because you're guaranteed that something like this is going to happen, but this one's not really a big deal. I noticed a tiny puddle of water on the basement floor, but not near any wall. And it was small. After looking around, I saw a couple of copper water pipes that were dripping at their elbows. So Greg checked it out and they weren't leaking exactly ... we traced them all the way upstairs to the attic cubby ...


... and found that actually there's a leak around the stack pipe, because we're having Biblical rains at the moment. So the water is seeping through around the stack pipe at the roof, then gently running right down the pipe, all the way to the basement. Fortunately, it's such a tiny leak, and we know exactly where it is, and it's easily fixed ... uh, once it stops raining.

It was kind of nice that something we found that had gone wrong (there will be things, you know) was so minor and easily fixed.

We also have a bit of a lake ...


... but fortunately, there is enough grading of the landscaping right at the basement wall that it's keeping it far enough away from the house that it shouldn't be an issue. And again - (a) we are having an inordinate amount of rain, on top of what was an inordinate amount of snow melt in the last month. NOAA has issued a flood watch because the ground is so saturated as it is. So a little yard ponding in such circumstances isn't unreasonable. (And the neighbor's yard is far more flooded than ours).

And (b) it's also fixable. The prior owners had already done some trenching and graveling around the landscaping - obviously they'd had this problem before, but fortunately they fixed it right, it creates a nice little drainage ditch far enough from the basement walls. In fact, we kind of have a small moat around the place. It looks like it might just need a little maintenance, maybe a little additional digging out this summer.

But again - this is an unusually wet spring here, and I'm confident this isn't going to be a year-round problem. But we'll still do what maintenance and fixing up we can when it dries up this summer, to avoid the problem in other wet springs.

So that's where this weekend went. I'm exhausted and sore and a little meh because it's been so dark and rainy, but I'm also psyched about the way the Imaginarium is shaping up, and seeing that even with excessive rain we haven't had any (knock on wood) bad water issues.

There are so many things to do, and I'm excited about all of them - the yard maintenance and fixing up, planning my little side yard garden, fixing up the Imaginarium.

What an awesome home.

Saturday, March 7, 2009

The Shortest Day Of The Year

It's that time of year again - Daylight Savings Time begins tonight - set your clocks ahead at 2:00 a.m. (or whatever time you do it). Oh, joy.

I really hate this one. Losing an hour screws me up for weeks. I never could really figure that out. If you set the clocks ahead right before you go to bed, then sleep through the night, wake up in the morning, see what time it is and go from there - why should the loss of one hour be so difficult? It's only one hour. I don't know why - but it is. I feel like I'm all off kilter for days and days after this change. For some reason, the fall time change doesn't effect me as badly. (Maybe it's just the idea of getting an extra hour in the day, makes it less of a trauma).

Some people suggest it has to do with a disruption of one's circadian rhythm. I suppose that's possible, although we don't really live by the cycles of sunlight and darkness anymore, but by these self-imposed, 'fake' delineations of morning, afternoon, and evening that we've created.

And the spring DST adjustment makes Sunday only 23 hours long, which is why it is truly the shortest day of the year.

Some useless trivia:

  • Daylight Savings Time was originally proposed by an English builder and outdoorsman named William Willett, in part because he liked to play golf and didn't like having to end his game so early in the summertime.
  • Benjamin Franklin did not propose DST, although while in France he did anonymously publish a letter encouraging people to rise earlier in the morning nearer to sunrise, to take advantage of natural light and save on candles in the evening (hence the phrase "early to bed, early to rise, makes a man healthy, wealthy and wise")
  • The United States first adopted Daylight Savings Time 1918
  • Parts of Indiana did not adjust for DST for many years, but in 2006 changed that practice, and now the entire state does observe DST
  • Arizona, however, does not (unless you're on the Navajo Reservation, where they do). Hawaii is the only other state not to observe DST

All useless trivia courtesy of Wikipedia (a decidedly not useless nor trivial site; I love Wikipedia; you can find the answer to just about anything there, and if you can't, well - you can write your own answer!)

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

love ... Love ... LOVE the house!

The exuberance of that statement might make more sense with a little history of the week. I loved the house when I bought it, when we got the keys, even when we began moving in (though I hated the moving). But a few days after we moved in, when it had been really cold, and the furnace had been running kind of incessantly, a fear began to settle in that at one point grew to a near paranoia, and it didn't make me 'not' like the place, but it did overshadow my enjoyment of the place.

I began to get really freaked out about the potential costs to heat this place! Nothing else was bothering me ... the house payment's great, I wasn't worried about the other utilities. Just the heat. I began to have visions (escalating, fueled by growing paranoia) of our heating bills sucking out every spare dime I'd managed to save us in the house payment, till we had nothing left. It was ugly. I was waking up in the middle of the night worrying about it. I began to second guess buying a house 'this size', thinking that we should have gotten something smaller.

But I knew - knew - that anything smaller just wouldn't have cut it for us. And to be fair, this house isn't that huge. People that come here say it is, but I think they're comparing it to our former residence. Okay, yeah, the place has square footage. But in point of fact, the only thing that really makes it larger than the norm is the Imaginarium - the upstairs. The first floor is a basic, if spacious, three bedroom home - largish living room, 3 bedrooms - not unusual, a kitchen that's nice but not huge by any stretch of the imagination, and a very small dining room.

Even the basement isn't huge - it's average-ish. We looked at houses with less square footage with larger basements.

It's the finished upstairs that makes it so big. And I swear to God it's a TARDIS, it simply does NOT look that big from outside! It's a story and a half house, and to get the four bedrooms that were absolutely, positively mandatory, we'd have ended up with a two story house anyway. We never once saw a 4-bedroom house that didn't have a second story.

So I'm not saying the place isn't big, but it's not a monstrous mansion. Nevertheless, it's big enough that the heating issue was starting to concern me. I mean, we went from a 800 or 900 square foot house to one over 2000 square feet. Gonna be a heating differential.

So anyway, moving on ... I did some more math, did a ton and a half of research on reducing heating costs, it warmed up enough to keep the furnace from running non-stop, and suddenly I just 'got over' my paranoia. I'm not worried about it anymore - for a bunch of reasons that will become their own separate later blog post.

But the point is, once that happened, once the worry about the heating bill was gone, all of a sudden there was nothing at all not to totally love about this house. I'm completely enthralled with it! And for that, I decided to give an updated photo tour. :o)

I mean, what's not to love about this ...

This is my view when sitting in the 'lounge' at night watching TV.


I didn't care for the kitchen for a long time, from the first time we saw the place to even after we bought it. We even discussed some major remodeling of it. Some people told me, however, that once I got into it, cooking and working in there, I'd see that in fact it was actually very well designed, for someone who actually cooked, not just puttered.

I've discovered since moving in that they were absolutely right. That island is freaking handy. I initially thought it was too close to the cabinets on either side, and if I were designing this kitchen over, I would prefer an extra foot of space on each side. But quite frankly, it's really very workable just as it is. I like it more and more every time I make a meal in it.



And those cabinets are to die for ... I have almost all my kitchen stuff from the old house in here already, and still have several entirely empty cabinets (including an entire lazy suzan in the corner of the bottom cabinets)! I'll never run out of space in here. This is the infamous Wall O' Pantry. And yeah - it's huge storage, no two ways about it! (It's also still half empty!).


I even love the hallway! I never had a hallway at the old house, and I'm surprised at how big a deal it is to me. It's like, instead of feeling like your entire house is all just hooked together in the middle, when you have a hallway like this, you feel like you're actually going somewhere when you go from one area of the house to the other.


The linen closet in the hallway ... I found some awesome baskets to use for some stuff, on clearance sale at K-Mart. I still need a few more.


The bedroom seems huge to me! Of course, our bedroom was one of the banes of my existence. We only had a bed, a dresser, and a chest of drawers, and two bedside tables ... which, except for the bedside, tables, is all that's in this room, now. Yet to get anywhere in the old bedroom, I was constantly tripping over something. It drove me nuts! Won't be happening in here! And we measured, and this bedroom is actually only a few feet bigger - it's just a very important, well positioned few feet. That's all we needed!


Of course there's still a lot to be done in here. The real bed frame I have (but wasn't using in the old house) isn't moved yet, so the bed is still sitting directly on the floor. And that headboard doesn't go in this room - it's the headboard for the spare room furniture, it's just sitting there, not attached to the bed. And we need bedside tables, and I want to get a nice rug for the area at the foot of the bed.

Oh, the stairs are Tyler's. Since moving in here, his eyesight, hearing, and jumping ability have all seemed to have gotten worse. I don't think he actually got worse so suddenly - I think it was all the traumatic change making him less sure of his surroundings. I feel bad for him for that, but on the flip side it's got to be better for him to have so much room to run around. Oddly enough, this dog hates clutter ... I could tell because whenever the living room got junked up at the old house, he'd start acting all freaky and depressed. When we had it stacked with boxes he was being especially squirrelly. And he seems to love it here, loves just running back and forth through the lounge and the pub playing fetch, or running through the (still empty) living room. But we're planning to put the bed up on a real bed frame once it gets moved, and I know he won't be able to get on and off it ... so we're starting now to train him to use the stairs which Greg got him for Christmas.

Now here's a sweet thing. We have this wall o' closets in the bedroom ...

And this enabled me to have something I thought I'd never have without buying a large, expensive piece of furniture ...


... a TV cabinet that I can close the doors on when not in use! (Thanks for the TV, Paddy!) We have developed a real affinity for falling asleep with the TV on (setting the sleep timer, of course). At the old house, it spawned the crazy habit of sleeping in the living room, initially on an inflatable air bed, and later when that sprung a leak, just on blankets on the floor. Now, we have the TV in the bedroom, in it's own built-in cabinet! So we can cozy up in the real bed for our night-time TV fix. (Of course the inside of that thing needs painted, but that's no biggie).

Now, in this picture - the door on the right is the front door, but you see that door on the left?


You know what that is? It's one of these ...


Okay, why am I going ga-ga over a coat closet? You have no idea - we never had a coat closet at the old house (in fact, we had only 2 closets, one in each bedroom - full). When people came over, we just had to pile coats wherever we could find a place. This is such a big deal to me!

So, yeah ... the heating issue is legitimate, but I have great plans for dealing with that. And beyond that, there is not one thing not to love about this place. Totally love it! In fact, when I look around this place, then think about living in the old house, it's like some kind of cruel and unusual punishment. That was an impossible situation. I don't know how I stood it as long as I did. No one should have to live in such a tiny, tiny house. But that, too, is a post for another time.

We've been enjoying the place too! Tara's Fire band practice has been here since we moved in ...


Of course, the Blair Band Project got a little creepy ...


Love the house. It was meant to be ours. Everything about it is perfect for us, our lifestyle, our situation, everything we need. I am ecstatic!