Thursday, March 27, 2014

Don't Jacuzzi Me of Waste

When we bought our house (3 years ago) it came with this lovely jacuzzi hot tub. Please try to reign in your jealousy. 
Our realtor tried to use it as a selling point but all we were thinking was how do we get rid of that thing? Seriously, there might as well have been a junk car in the side yard.

It is the type of monstrosity that you would ask the previous owner to remove so that it wouldn't be your problem, but in our case the previous owner was the bank and so everything was our problem.

Some of you may remember me offering it up for FREE! We had some interest but apparently no one had a hitch big enough nor enough friends to come help haul away an eight-man-hot-tub.

If you are wondering who would want to be in a hot tub with 7 other people, my only answer is swingers, which answers some other questions I have about our house, re: bar.

So, despite our desire for it to have a swinging life elsewhere, we ultimately had to make the hard decision to send it to the dump. But how to get it there?

Enter my dear old Dad. He really loves some demo.

He started pulling it apart, by hand, on Thanksgiving weekend. It was soon obvious that he would need his sawzall, which happened to be in New York at the time and Dana's was already wrapped for Christmas. I wasn't about to blow that surprise, so instead, we (my neighbors included) looked at an even more busted hot tub sitting on our patio for another 4 months.

Until my Dad came to visit again! Hooray!

He thought it would take all morning but he was mostly done by 10 o'clock. Which allowed me to snap this almost done aerial shot before heading out the door.

After a morning of running errands, I returned to this fabulous pile of rubble waiting for us to haul to the dump.

I have never been happier to throw something away, and in a house of reclaimists that is really saying something.
There was so much mildew and rotting wood to this thing it became clear that it really wasn't salvageable anyway, which lifted some serious eco-guilt off of my shoulders.

So, on a beautiful, sunny Saturday my father and I loaded up an SUV and headed to the dump...5 TIMES!!!
Not that I'm complaining that it took 4 hours, I actually quite enjoy the country drive to the dump and I got to spend some time with my Dad, I just could have done without the mildew smell.

Ta Da! Look at that junk-free deck!
If you're thinking, "man, that deck needs work." Yep, we know, it does, and someday we'll get rid of the lattice work (yuck) and build a new deck. But for now, I'm just psyched that we don't have a busted hot tub on our property anymore. 

Oh, wait, never mind, we actually have another non-working jacuzzi tub in our master bath too. I'm telling you, this house had to be built by swingers.

Friday, March 14, 2014

the doors

It's been a while since I gave you a garage renovation update. Honestly, so much is happening in there that I can't keep track and am a little behind in my posts. 

One of my favorite changes to see in the remodel is a new back door, finally. Here is the old one and, like a lot of things, from a distance it doesn't look too bad. 

Alas,looks can be deceiving. This guy was in pretty bad shape and I've been rallying for his exit since we moved in. 

See, he wasn't really offering the security I was looking for in a door, it only kinda locked. Let's just say that I spent the last three years with some sort of large furniture, ahem couch, in front of it.

(Oh, in case you think it changed color on you, the exterior was black and the interior was painted white.) 

The day my father-in-law helped Dana pulled this baby out was a joyous day. Probably for Dana too, I'm sure he was sick of listening to me complain about it.

The moment I saw our new door in place I was pretty giddy, it's the little things, right.

We ordered this guy from Lowe's. He wasn't our first choice but he fit the budget better. They were actually so similar that over time I will be able trick my brain into thinking this was our first choice.

Another budget friendly choice was to opt for a door that was primed white but not painted. This was hardly a hardship, I like being able to choose from a large spectrum of paint colors, and, I kinda like to paint.

No, we haven't decided on a color, but it still cold here so I'm not itching to paint it just yet.

LOOK! Doorknobs that lock AND deadbolt!!!

The change from gold to oil rubbed bronze knobs did me good too. Our house is slowly coming out of the eighties. 
Only one more gold set to go! 

I'm betting this doorway had gold knobs originally too, but alas, it didn't have a door when we bought the house.

This is the doorway from our living room into the garage. The curtain is for dust and the baby gate for baby and dog, still no steps. Not a thing of beauty but it's doing the trick.

But that's not the point...

I guess when there is a door on this entryway a support beam hanging too low might not matter, especially when it leads to a garage. But, it matters to us, and so another project gets added to the list.

I pulled all of the molding off and pushed the old door frame out this past weekend while Dana and my dad drywalled. 

 I've since painted that last strip of pea green right up against the fireplace and reinstalled the baby gate, of course. Tricky dog was already looking for trouble.

All in preparation for Dana to lower the door frame a little to accommodate our future new and improved ceiling.

Did I say drywall??? Yeppers. 
The garage is 99% covered in drywall!!!
I am sad to report that I did not excel at this part of the remodel, I'll just stick to mason work. 

There is a lot of spackling in Dana's future but, man, having walls feels like huge progress.

Speaking of progress, I have been cranking in the studio. I wish I was a better blogger and reported it all, but when I have to choose between writing and sewing, well, I think that choice is obvious.

I'll fill you in soon on some of my favorite mama projects from this winter. With spring around the corner I am already being pulled away from the selfish sewing and have started work on my first quilt, small as it may be. 

Oh, but these other projects, mostly for wee little ones, bring me so much joy.