"The person who says
it cannot be done
shouldn't interrupt
the person doing it."
From Canoez
Wednesday, August 22, 2012
Friday, June 8, 2012
Saturday, February 11, 2012
The Apartments
DaMom's grandmother had two "lovely" tenants living in her apartments up until they finally got the boot last summer. The dude in the first floor apartment was a real charmer. He worked a deal where he'd fix up the apartment for her and since he was an electrician everyone figured he knew what he was doing or could at least figure it out. Well, this electrician wasn't a carpenter, or even much of an electrician from some of the things I've seen.
How bad could a tenant screw up a place?
First, he tore out the old cabinets (I never saw them) and he picked up some used ones in sorry shape.
Second, he acquired a counter top that didn't quite work with the aforementioned cabinets and didn't bother to secure it to the counter. This was actually a good thing since you had to lift the counter to open the drawers.
Third, he paneled everything. BADLY. It was nailed in some places, glued in others, held up by the force in others, and bulging everywhere.
The original plan was to fix and paint what was there but Uncle A. and I couldn't justify the time and effort it would take to fix the sins the had been laid upon this poor house and still not have it be right. We lobbied for a new kitchen. We got the cabinets quoted ( the least expensive that HD had to offer and on sale) and measured up the place for flooring.
I didn't take any pictures of the before but these which were taken in process show some of the awfulness.
Once the mess was out it was time to clean up the walls (it would have been easier to re-drywall everything), tear out the flooring and hang the new cabinets. The studs were pretty sparse so it was easier to hang them with french cleats.
In the meantime the bathroom was treated to a newly painted tub and surround while the dining room was drywalled, painted, and carpeted.
So without further ado here's the finished space.
And let's take a little video tour shall we?
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How bad could a tenant screw up a place?
First, he tore out the old cabinets (I never saw them) and he picked up some used ones in sorry shape.
Second, he acquired a counter top that didn't quite work with the aforementioned cabinets and didn't bother to secure it to the counter. This was actually a good thing since you had to lift the counter to open the drawers.
Third, he paneled everything. BADLY. It was nailed in some places, glued in others, held up by the force in others, and bulging everywhere.
The original plan was to fix and paint what was there but Uncle A. and I couldn't justify the time and effort it would take to fix the sins the had been laid upon this poor house and still not have it be right. We lobbied for a new kitchen. We got the cabinets quoted ( the least expensive that HD had to offer and on sale) and measured up the place for flooring.
I didn't take any pictures of the before but these which were taken in process show some of the awfulness.
Everything came out way to easy
If you can't find a studfinder...
Cabinets cleared out
Once the mess was out it was time to clean up the walls (it would have been easier to re-drywall everything), tear out the flooring and hang the new cabinets. The studs were pretty sparse so it was easier to hang them with french cleats.
In the meantime the bathroom was treated to a newly painted tub and surround while the dining room was drywalled, painted, and carpeted.
So without further ado here's the finished space.
And let's take a little video tour shall we?
Thursday, January 19, 2012
The Blastolene Decoliner
I've been watching the progress of this beast since it's inception on Blastolene.com and it's even cooler to see it completed.
The Blastolene Story - by Tuned
Monday, March 7, 2011
Monday, January 3, 2011
Biking Statistics 2010
Dismal.
Last year big miles. 2875
This year not so much.
620 by mid-July and nothing after that.
The culprit? Work.
And that's enough of that.
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Last year big miles. 2875
This year not so much.
620 by mid-July and nothing after that.
The culprit? Work.
And that's enough of that.
g
Don't look at me, try the usual suspect
Tonight I walked into the living room to find it in its usual disarray. Legos, chairs, blankets and general kiddie crap strewn all around, and no, we have not caught up from the Christmas onslaught. Unfortunately one of the items on the floor was a difficult 100 piece puzzle that DaGirl and I had put together last night.
DaGirl was sitting at the coffee table putting another puzzle together and DaBoy was about six feet behind her. When I look at DaGirl and asked her if she had spread the puzzle across the floor she looked at be with big brown eyes and frowned.
Before I knew what was happening her thumb popped up and was discreetly pointing to her brother behind her. When my gaze focused on him he was kneeling amongst a pile of Legos, looking at me with a goofy smile, and waving like a loon.
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DaGirl was sitting at the coffee table putting another puzzle together and DaBoy was about six feet behind her. When I look at DaGirl and asked her if she had spread the puzzle across the floor she looked at be with big brown eyes and frowned.
Before I knew what was happening her thumb popped up and was discreetly pointing to her brother behind her. When my gaze focused on him he was kneeling amongst a pile of Legos, looking at me with a goofy smile, and waving like a loon.
g
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