This is what it will look like in my bathroom (note the awesome sand paint, bath tile, bronzed faucet, and floor tile).
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Vanity
It's Arriving @ Lowes SATURDAY
This is what it will look like in my bathroom (note the awesome sand paint, bath tile, bronzed faucet, and floor tile).
This is what it will look like in my bathroom (note the awesome sand paint, bath tile, bronzed faucet, and floor tile).
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Lazy Updates
So I was a little lazy and lacking in wit last night and for the most part just posted pictures with little to no real explanation.
Here's where I stand. I need to paint the downstairs bathroom, a vanity for the downstairs bathroom, and I need to paint trim in the bedroom. Actually I need to paint trim everywhere. But here is why those first two things need to happen:
Once I paint the trim in the bedroom, I can
1) put the furniture in its final resting place
2) fill the furniture with the clothing currently residing everywhere but in drawers
3) take tupperwares of clothing out of attic (thereby clearing attic space) and go through and organize what I need and don't need (mostly basing it on what I can fit reasonably in two Tupperware, half a closet, a pant trolley, and drawers)
4) Have a clean organized room.
5) Organize desk area / unpack my office supplies currently loitering in Brendan's office.
6) Hang pictures (there by also clearing space in attic room and living room).
Once I paint and get the vanity for the downstairs I can:
1) Call the plumber to hook up toilet, sink, and radiator in downstairs bathroom, as well as check plumbing in shower
2) Put an above the toilet cabinet in
3) Begin unpacking toiletries in a more permanent manner
4) Clear out (take apart toilet) in upstairs bathroom
5) Floor upstairs bathroom
6) Return tile saw (clearing area in sun room)
7) Have plumber back to put in upstairs vanity and toilet (also clearing area in sun room)
8) Put in linen closet/shelving in nook by shower
9) Unpack rest of toiletries-towels-linens, freeing up space in living room, bedroom, attic, and closet downstairs.
At that point, ladies and gents... I will be able to walk in my sun room again, thereby being able to organize for a garage sale. I am not 100% sure I have enough for a real garage sale but I think I do... (sink, vanity, books, toys, porcelain dolls, may be a book shelf, dvds, stereo, etc...) also once I have the room to move and put things, I may have more that I don't even know of. I will also happily at that point take things from others to sell in their stead in a grand ol' joint sale.
After that? I get to actually focus on making the place presentable to have company (yay).
So there it is- the hold ups: I am lazy and sick of painting (getting over that this weekend) and Lowe's won't get me my vanity (supposedly arriving tonight).
Here's where I stand. I need to paint the downstairs bathroom, a vanity for the downstairs bathroom, and I need to paint trim in the bedroom. Actually I need to paint trim everywhere. But here is why those first two things need to happen:
Once I paint the trim in the bedroom, I can
1) put the furniture in its final resting place
2) fill the furniture with the clothing currently residing everywhere but in drawers
3) take tupperwares of clothing out of attic (thereby clearing attic space) and go through and organize what I need and don't need (mostly basing it on what I can fit reasonably in two Tupperware, half a closet, a pant trolley, and drawers)
4) Have a clean organized room.
5) Organize desk area / unpack my office supplies currently loitering in Brendan's office.
6) Hang pictures (there by also clearing space in attic room and living room).
Once I paint and get the vanity for the downstairs I can:
1) Call the plumber to hook up toilet, sink, and radiator in downstairs bathroom, as well as check plumbing in shower
2) Put an above the toilet cabinet in
3) Begin unpacking toiletries in a more permanent manner
4) Clear out (take apart toilet) in upstairs bathroom
5) Floor upstairs bathroom
6) Return tile saw (clearing area in sun room)
7) Have plumber back to put in upstairs vanity and toilet (also clearing area in sun room)
8) Put in linen closet/shelving in nook by shower
9) Unpack rest of toiletries-towels-linens, freeing up space in living room, bedroom, attic, and closet downstairs.
At that point, ladies and gents... I will be able to walk in my sun room again, thereby being able to organize for a garage sale. I am not 100% sure I have enough for a real garage sale but I think I do... (sink, vanity, books, toys, porcelain dolls, may be a book shelf, dvds, stereo, etc...) also once I have the room to move and put things, I may have more that I don't even know of. I will also happily at that point take things from others to sell in their stead in a grand ol' joint sale.
After that? I get to actually focus on making the place presentable to have company (yay).
So there it is- the hold ups: I am lazy and sick of painting (getting over that this weekend) and Lowe's won't get me my vanity (supposedly arriving tonight).
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
The Kitchen
So the kitchen isn't perfect, but it is done for now (read- largely unpacked), and plenty livable:
Of Mice & Men
Ok, may be not mice, may be a chipmunk caught the eye of my kitty.
And my man- before his great might broke the lawn mower.
And my man- before his great might broke the lawn mower.
A Tale of Tiles
So my pics make Brendan look like a bystander- but I swear he did a lot of it!
When it was complete, it reminded me of a cloudy sky. I LOVE it.
When it was complete, it reminded me of a cloudy sky. I LOVE it.
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
TIMBER!
So a tree limb fell on my house and Brendan's car. I originally thought Brendan fell down the stairs and so was relieved to see it was only a tree. I've called both house and car insurance (and now wonder what will become of that- do they really up my premium over an 'act of god' as they call it?). House had 2 holes in the roof- got those patched. Going to check the siding, and Brendan's car DEF needs some body work. By the end of this year that car will practically be new (already replaced engine block, turbo charger, some gaskets, and it needs a new clutch).
So I have some tree in my back yard, pre chopped, any one need any wood?
:)
On a happier note, I have a FLOOR in my downstairs bathroom!!!! Now I just need to paint and put in a toilet and vanity!
Pics to come!
So I have some tree in my back yard, pre chopped, any one need any wood?
:)
On a happier note, I have a FLOOR in my downstairs bathroom!!!! Now I just need to paint and put in a toilet and vanity!
Pics to come!
Friday, May 7, 2010
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
This Got Me Some Looks..
In case you can't read Walmart:
- (2) 32 Gallon Trash Cans
- (1) Shower Liner
- (1) Set of C shaped Hooks
- (1) Quart of Skim Milk
The Vitals
By Sunday night we made sure we had...
...somewhere to sleep...
...somewhere to shower...
...and first time, Monday night, somewhere to cook...
Pasta and Sauce compliments of my next door neighbor. Sauce was homemade!
...somewhere to sleep...
...somewhere to shower...
...and first time, Monday night, somewhere to cook...
Pasta and Sauce compliments of my next door neighbor. Sauce was homemade!
Brendan is a Genius!
So the upstairs bathroom has been smelling particularly rank. I blamed it on it being upstairs, heat rising, it being humid out, no ventilation, etc... but all that being said- the prospect of it being unfixable seemed pretty miserable.
In typical fashion I looked to solve it. Unfortunately I didn't know where we packed the matches/lighters and so my candles were unhelpful.
BRENDAN, however, realized the uncovered pipe from the sink (that's been exposed for weeks), had dried out, and so septic vapours were coming up. My genius boyfriend poured some water in to fill the S trap, and covered with cellophane to keep it from drying.
WAA-LAA, no more stink.
In typical fashion I looked to solve it. Unfortunately I didn't know where we packed the matches/lighters and so my candles were unhelpful.
BRENDAN, however, realized the uncovered pipe from the sink (that's been exposed for weeks), had dried out, and so septic vapours were coming up. My genius boyfriend poured some water in to fill the S trap, and covered with cellophane to keep it from drying.
WAA-LAA, no more stink.
Monday, May 3, 2010
Just When You Thought It Was Safe...
...Brendan's family came to help do the floors in the bathroom, unfortunately we were put off by some leaky plumbing.
AND YES, THAT IS WHAT YOU ARE THINKING... MORE (AND PREVIOUSLY UNSEEN PATTERN OF) WALLPAPER.
AND YES, THAT IS WHAT YOU ARE THINKING... MORE (AND PREVIOUSLY UNSEEN PATTERN OF) WALLPAPER.
Unpacking
So I have had a few people come by lately to see the house, and they seem to think there is a ton of stuff in my living room/ house. They did not see it when it looked like this...
Living Room to the Right:
Living Room to the Left:
Kitchen:
Office:
Bedroom:
See? It gets better as you go along! But no seriously, hopefully this answers the "what have I been doing all week" question.
Also, we got HEAT last Monday!!!
Living Room to the Right:
Living Room to the Left:
Kitchen:
Office:
Bedroom:
See? It gets better as you go along! But no seriously, hopefully this answers the "what have I been doing all week" question.
Also, we got HEAT last Monday!!!
THE BIG MOVE (Part II)
We woke up in the new house. Despite the lack of heat, it wasn't unbearably cold, but definitely not something I could deal with during the work week. I had agreed to house sit for my mother (hence not prioritizing radiator hook ups), so it was all good.
The agenda: finish cleaning out apartment, head to storage, take it all back to the house, and meet Andrew at my Mom's house around 3 to load up the stuff I have there, and unload for the final time.
It was raining, but I figured if I can close in a snow storm, I can finish moving in a rain storm.
We came to realize that in order to pack the truck in a way to keep the stuff from the apartment from sliding around, we would not be able to make the apartment/storage space one load. While we were in the apartment, taking the packing process very seriously...
...my friend Pat called. Brendan was very optimistic thinking we would be back at the house in an hour and a half. I thought two hours would mean we really rushed. Three hours later, we were still at the apartment, a little dumbfounded...
We bid a final farewell to the apartment grounds. The rain, thankfully, had begun to abate.
Weary and a little wet (more me than Brendan, he was mainly packing the kitchen up while I was running back and forth to pack the truck), our apartment lives were OFFICIALLY over.
Brendan would get his due (as if he hadn't lifted enough yesterday). We got to the house around 3:00 pm, where Andrew and Pat met us. This meant it was unlikely we would get everything we wanted done, but with the three guys there, we managed to unload the truck, drive to Mahwah, reload the truck, drive back, and unload it again all within 3 hours.
Brendan, Pat, and my brother Andrew got my long dresser (kind with the vanity mirror) up the stairs and made it look easy! Andrew pulled from the top of the stairs, Pat took the middle platform, and Brendan lifted from the stairs base.
It was very cool to watch. Sadly- Andrew had to go home and do homework, but Pat, Brendan, and I went to Heritage Grill for some burgers and appetizers.
Lastly we said goodbye and Happy Birthday Eve to Pat!
And off we went to spend the week at my Mom's with my brother.
The agenda: finish cleaning out apartment, head to storage, take it all back to the house, and meet Andrew at my Mom's house around 3 to load up the stuff I have there, and unload for the final time.
It was raining, but I figured if I can close in a snow storm, I can finish moving in a rain storm.
We came to realize that in order to pack the truck in a way to keep the stuff from the apartment from sliding around, we would not be able to make the apartment/storage space one load. While we were in the apartment, taking the packing process very seriously...
...my friend Pat called. Brendan was very optimistic thinking we would be back at the house in an hour and a half. I thought two hours would mean we really rushed. Three hours later, we were still at the apartment, a little dumbfounded...
We bid a final farewell to the apartment grounds. The rain, thankfully, had begun to abate.
Weary and a little wet (more me than Brendan, he was mainly packing the kitchen up while I was running back and forth to pack the truck), our apartment lives were OFFICIALLY over.
Brendan would get his due (as if he hadn't lifted enough yesterday). We got to the house around 3:00 pm, where Andrew and Pat met us. This meant it was unlikely we would get everything we wanted done, but with the three guys there, we managed to unload the truck, drive to Mahwah, reload the truck, drive back, and unload it again all within 3 hours.
Brendan, Pat, and my brother Andrew got my long dresser (kind with the vanity mirror) up the stairs and made it look easy! Andrew pulled from the top of the stairs, Pat took the middle platform, and Brendan lifted from the stairs base.
It was very cool to watch. Sadly- Andrew had to go home and do homework, but Pat, Brendan, and I went to Heritage Grill for some burgers and appetizers.
Lastly we said goodbye and Happy Birthday Eve to Pat!
And off we went to spend the week at my Mom's with my brother.
Sunday, May 2, 2010
THE BIG MOVE (Part I)
So Saturday morning comes, and I am quite certain that the state of my apartment is an insult to those coming to help. It is really barely ready for the move, and my only defense is those fracking carpet guys messed my groove thing up! They called 7:30 again, on their way to the house. This time, I was like "No, no one is there, you said you would come in the afternoon. There is no heat in the house still." Thankfully they agreed to come later.
On top of that, Lauren's husband (not me in third person but my friend Lauren from second grade), Steve came with their two kids: almost 3 year old and a almost 3 week old. It was either no Steve (which mean my Dad and Brendan moving all the heavy stuff) or no me (which meant a lot of the smaller organizational things, as well as the 'power packing'* would be left undone till Sunday).
*power packing: a term I made up just now to describe my ability to pack misc stuff in an organized manner faster than Brendan. I might be faster than a speeding bullet as well but it has never been tested.
In any case, I tried to at least make paths to the heavy items, and before I knew it- it was time to pick up the truck. When I got back, my Dad was there moving things already, I brought with me some Dunkin Donuts bagel goodies which was not the tastiest but least destructive thing I served (will go in to that more later). After Steve arrived and helped wrap up some of the truck packing, our caravan was off!
Top Right: white truck is my Dad and the budget truck is Brendan.
Steve was behind me, and I wasn't about to get in an accident turning around for the photo, so I used the rear view mirror to help me aim the camera, and he's in it- so great success!
As we were almost there the carpet guys call again asking where I am. AGAIN they went to the wrong address. I give them the right one, warn them that we have a big truck coming, and arrive with them puzzled as to how to get the carpet upstairs. According to the one guy, the people from yesterday must not have wanted to bring it up, because it was plenty warm to install. AKA I took off a day of work and some jerk was too lazy to not waste my time. Anyways, Steve and my Dad offered to help bring it up, since they were like 70. I think Steve made a new friend (George).
I largely spent my time watching the children. I had made a promise not to let Gianna get hit by a car or dresser, and again- great success. Also, changed my first newborn diaper since Andrew (my brother who's 17.5).
My first guests to hang out and watch TV!!!
Action Shot:
Lauren came by after class, and soon she and the fam had to go. (Isn't Steve and she cute?)
Went to an Italian deli (Sergio's) to get sandwiches for Brendan, Dad, and I. Their food is awesome.
Only problem came from a sandwich that had an eggplant caponata or something like that on it. It didn't tell me there are pignoli nuts on it, and my Dad is allergic.
After some brief relaxing, (and trying to make sure I didn't feel terrible about having him come up to help and then poisoning him), Dad headed home.
Brendan and I took a moment as well to enjoy the handiwork.
And then it was back to work. We purchased (not picked up) a split box spring, which turned out to be courtesy of m grandmother. (THANK YOU NANIE FOR THE HOUSE WARMING GIFT!) Then we went back to the apartment to pick up the kitty and whatever else could fit in my car.
We took a few last moments in the apartment, remembering the brief time we had in a well done, newly renovated living space with one set bill that paid for everything, and a landlord to bring upon all our woes.
Also last minute decided to bring this chair. 1) no idea where to dump it, 2) it's been every where else Brendan's lived in the last 3 or 4 moves. It should at least see the house.
Here is how the house ended it's night...
Kitchen:
Office:
Bedroom:
Our clothes:
And here's where we ended ours...
Living Room:
Good night!
On top of that, Lauren's husband (not me in third person but my friend Lauren from second grade), Steve came with their two kids: almost 3 year old and a almost 3 week old. It was either no Steve (which mean my Dad and Brendan moving all the heavy stuff) or no me (which meant a lot of the smaller organizational things, as well as the 'power packing'* would be left undone till Sunday).
*power packing: a term I made up just now to describe my ability to pack misc stuff in an organized manner faster than Brendan. I might be faster than a speeding bullet as well but it has never been tested.
In any case, I tried to at least make paths to the heavy items, and before I knew it- it was time to pick up the truck. When I got back, my Dad was there moving things already, I brought with me some Dunkin Donuts bagel goodies which was not the tastiest but least destructive thing I served (will go in to that more later). After Steve arrived and helped wrap up some of the truck packing, our caravan was off!
Top Right: white truck is my Dad and the budget truck is Brendan.
Steve was behind me, and I wasn't about to get in an accident turning around for the photo, so I used the rear view mirror to help me aim the camera, and he's in it- so great success!
As we were almost there the carpet guys call again asking where I am. AGAIN they went to the wrong address. I give them the right one, warn them that we have a big truck coming, and arrive with them puzzled as to how to get the carpet upstairs. According to the one guy, the people from yesterday must not have wanted to bring it up, because it was plenty warm to install. AKA I took off a day of work and some jerk was too lazy to not waste my time. Anyways, Steve and my Dad offered to help bring it up, since they were like 70. I think Steve made a new friend (George).
I largely spent my time watching the children. I had made a promise not to let Gianna get hit by a car or dresser, and again- great success. Also, changed my first newborn diaper since Andrew (my brother who's 17.5).
My first guests to hang out and watch TV!!!
Action Shot:
Lauren came by after class, and soon she and the fam had to go. (Isn't Steve and she cute?)
Went to an Italian deli (Sergio's) to get sandwiches for Brendan, Dad, and I. Their food is awesome.
Only problem came from a sandwich that had an eggplant caponata or something like that on it. It didn't tell me there are pignoli nuts on it, and my Dad is allergic.
After some brief relaxing, (and trying to make sure I didn't feel terrible about having him come up to help and then poisoning him), Dad headed home.
Brendan and I took a moment as well to enjoy the handiwork.
And then it was back to work. We purchased (not picked up) a split box spring, which turned out to be courtesy of m grandmother. (THANK YOU NANIE FOR THE HOUSE WARMING GIFT!) Then we went back to the apartment to pick up the kitty and whatever else could fit in my car.
We took a few last moments in the apartment, remembering the brief time we had in a well done, newly renovated living space with one set bill that paid for everything, and a landlord to bring upon all our woes.
Also last minute decided to bring this chair. 1) no idea where to dump it, 2) it's been every where else Brendan's lived in the last 3 or 4 moves. It should at least see the house.
Here is how the house ended it's night...
Kitchen:
Office:
Bedroom:
Our clothes:
And here's where we ended ours...
Living Room:
Good night!
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