Showing posts with label moving. Show all posts
Showing posts with label moving. Show all posts

7.14.2013

and we're in!

Sorry for the down time: (1) we haven't had internet and (2) moving is an all-encompassing endeavor. But the good news is that we are in!

The cat wants to be in the first load (along with the liquor)...

First, an update on the items of concern moving in: the floors, the gas, the internet, and the cooktop.

Being Mr. Barefoot, I noticed that the floors seemed rougher than they should with little stalagmites every six inches or so. We mentioned this to the builder ("Are you sure the floors are done?"). We didn't hear anything back until late in the afternoon before the big move-in day (we had already been moving art and liquor in [priorities, you know...]) when the floor folks showed up to refinish the floors (the builder had sent an email earlier in the day, but we hadn't been checking).

That was depressing. That floor stuff totally stinks (like, literally). The previous layer took three days to outgas, and we were moving in the next day. However, it turned out to be a thin refinishing layer and didn't stink nearly as much as the previous layer. Floor problem solved (just in time!).

The gas company turned on the gas late on move-in day and the plumbing sub showed up at 7:00 pm to connect the on-demand water heater. Talk about cutting it close! Fortunately, everything worked and we had (our first) hot shower (or any shower of note) at the house. It was heaven.

The internet turned out to not be as bad as I had feared. The installer arrived on Wednesday and, as expected, wanted to aerially drop the line to the house. After saying "Nope, that ain't gonna happen." and describing what we wanted, he said he wasn't prepared to bury the line and that it would be another week before the line-burying folks could be there. "Can't you just leave it on top of the mulch for now?" Turned out the answer was yes (They are concerned about lawn mowers, but since we have no lawn to speak of, he was amenable). An hour later, we had internet. Yay! A few days later a burier came and (no joke) simply "buried" (covered, really...) the line under the mulch, just above the weed barrier.

The cooktop is still not connected, and we are on the hunt for another regulator. Looks like I'm going to have to figure this out and finish the installation...

Gots no gas to the cooktop...

How's the house, you ask? We're totally loving it! It's a little weird, after all this time, finally moving in.  It's also rather swank (in a good way) for a couple of low-renters. After living in (and enjoying) a compact setting at the apartment, I wondered if we'd miss that intimacy. However, the house works well at keeping that intimacy (everything is close to the kitchen heart of the floorplan) and yet providing an ample amount of space for us to do our thing. As the bride points out, our house (2,300 square feets) is considered small by many, but it is ample space.

Since the gate is not yet finished, one of the first things we did was occlude the skeleton so folks would be less tempted to walk into the back yard (there are lots of lookie-loos at the house...). I was going to put up a sign that said "Unless you want to see middle-aged people naked, we advise you turn around." but then realized that there are folks out there that want to see middle-aged people naked. Since we don't want to meet these people, we instead "wrapped" the gate in wrapping plastic. It's actually kinda cool, truth be told...






To add some sanity to the insanity of moving, we worked hard to get the kitchen, dining, living, and master bedroom in working order as soon as possible.

The cat lays claim to the bed on our first night in the house.

Dining room (plan to get better end chairs; thinking Eames...)

Living room with the Eileen Gray Flor rug and the neoplastic coffee table. Plan on replacing the settee in the foreground with a Corbusier/Perrand love seat.

Another view of the coffee table...

Still working on the bookcases...

The Eileen Gray table.

The kitchen (where the minimalism stops, my friends...). In the forefront are the semi-custom Barbara stools from local furniture maker RAD. They were kind enough to work with us to replace their standard walnut with cypress. 



If our kitchen has a decorating theme, it's a fusion of the beauty of food with the sciency feel of a laboratory (because what is cooking but gastronomical chemistry?) The open shelves are there in part to showcase ingredients.





Just like Portlanders, we kinda dig the birds. Here are some shots of a couple birds we placed in the living room. The hanging black bird is a raven we bought in Iceland several years back. The raven has special meaning to Icelanders because legend has it that the first horn-headed settlers avoided starving to death by following a raven to the island. We also have a rocking bird picked up on sale at West Elm. 



The raven casts the coolest shadows in the house as it chases the morning sun.

That bird totally rocks.

Got the office somewhat set up last night (hence this present hen pecking). 


"They say people in glass houses can't throw stones. People in glass houses can't walk around naked either!" says the bride. After moving in, it quickly became apparent that we needed window coverings of some sort. Because of the immediate need for coverings, we were inspired by our friends Mr. B. and Ms. M. who have adorned their windows in their modern loft thusly:



Very nice. There's poetry in how the tape is placed and the paper just stops short of filling the entire window.

And here is our interpretation:



We used green tape instead of blue so our friends wouldn't think we had totally stolen the idea from them. We also used part of a Container Store advertisement as part of the "curtain".


We also did some half-assed curtains with pushrods by quickly chopping pre-made curtains from a big box store to "fit". We'll need to upgrade at some point (soon...), but for now, they work!

We made our first meal on the fourth: peppers roasted in the oven and duck and guinea hen baked in the horno.




We then walked down the street to watch a neighbor's electronically controlled Fourth of July display in his front yard. Awesome!



With the cooktop out of commission, we pulled the gas grill out of storage and bought a cast iron skillet (not sure why we haven't had one of these before...) and roasted up some peppers and onions and eggs for breakfast last Sunday:



And we had our first guests over on Sunday evening, the swell folks from the Green House around the corner. We drank pink wine enjoyed with tomato and fig tortes.



And here's dinner last night. Yep, the kitchen is working great!




We've had a few minor surprises. The ovens were too small for the hole (better than too big...):

Note gaps on sides.

 The cabinet lady made it out with her carpenter to fill the gaps:

Mucho better.

Not sure what happened here, but I have a vague recollection of wanting to leave the cabinets at a standard width to allow more standard width ovens to fit in the future.

The other surprise was that the in-wall plug for the television was dead:

That plug hanging down from the telly shouldn't need to be there...

 We will need to talk to the builder about that.

Whelp, there you have it! Pretty much moved in! We've gotten some requests to keep blogging as we get settled in and decorate and whatnot. Plus, we still have solar and rainwater to install (as well as more of the landscaping). We'll also continue to check out architecture during our travels, another reason to keep posting.

We'll keep posting if you keep reading!

7.02.2013

moving (and going dark...)


Whelp, we started to move in! There are loose ends to tie, one of which is the cable, which is why we may be dark on the blog for a bit.

The cable is going to be a bucking bull.

The builder was reluctant to run cable from the house to the garage because he said the cable folks will do what they want to do regardless of what you do. He knows this from personal experience when they refused to connect into his underground line and instead ran their own underground line (barely two inches deep!). Several months ago I attempted to figure out how TimeWarner dealt with brand new connections and was bounced around about a dozen times before I gave up. I asked the builder to go ahead and run cable underground to the garage the same time they ran the electrical underground. However, they didn't run it.

Yesterday I stopped by TimeWarner's offices to get cable hooked up. When the cable teller looked up our address, he said that it was not possible to run cable to our house because the computer said our property was "unserviceable". That can't be, I replied. "Are you in a neighborhood?" Yes. "Is the neighborhood new?" No. "How long has the neighborhood been there?" More than 50 years. Hmmmm...

I pointed out that the neighbors all had cable running to their houses from the same lines that ran behind our house. "Are you sure?" Yes. One of the lines actually runs over our property.

The long and short of it is that we had to wait "24 to 48 hours" for someone to stop by and determine whether or not our house was serviceable (tried to save 'em the time and money...). We got the call at 47 hours that (shock of all shocks!) we're serviceable. We're now scheduled to get connected back into the Borg next Wednesday where we'll get to have fun discussions on how exactly they will connect us (No, you may not drop a line straight to the house.). I do not expect a(n early) happy ending...

The other curveball is that the floors seem rather unsmooth with little stalagmites every six inches or so. I sent a note to the builder about this ("Are you sure they're done?"). The builder and floor sub checked it out yesterday and decided that, nope, they aren't done. Something had gone wrong. So late this afternoon they were back out there sanding and adding another layer. Good news: It's getting fixed. Bad news: We're moving in tomorrow, and this epoxy stuff stinks like all Hell No for several days. Maybe it's best we won't (necessarily) be posting tomorrow...

The ovens are coming tomorrow, and the gas will get connected (hot water! [we hope...]). We also have a sense of doom over the cooktop. The installers seem to poopoo the metric connection to the cooktop ("Yeah, yeah."). We shall see...


7.01.2013

moving week


Taking this week off to to tie up loose ends and move! There are still quite a few things to take care of before we move in, some less important (cable [although if we don't get Internet we won't be able to post anymore...]), some more important (hot water, anyone?).

There's a lot to juggle. To plan and coordinate, we brainstormed out all the stuff we have to do, placed each item on a sticky, and then arranged them by day across the week (see top photo). As we accomplish each item, we cross it off (yes, we're those people who will write something down and then instantly cross it off to gain a sense of accomplishment...). It's a plan, so things will shift from one to the next or vice-versa as opportunity (and challenge) arise, but that's OK.


For example, after walking back from watching Godzilla vs. The Smog Monster at the Alamo yesterday (their review is stupendous), we saw the Flor store and stopped in. It was on our list for Tuesday, but here we were! Flor is that scalable carpet/rug store where you can develop your own design. The young lady that helped us out thought it was cool we were trying to duplicate an Eileen Gray rug. Should come next week!

The original.

The Flor version.


7.02.2011

the house we are leaving












This is the house we are leaving. The first house we've owned, we've been in it for almost 20 years. And it's a lovely place: 11 foot tall ceilings, old-skool floor to ceiling windows, claw foot tub, intimacy, and charm galore. It will be sad to leave this house: there are many good memories here. Spike Gillespie reading from her latest book, Kinky Friedman politicizing from our backyard stage, countless shindigs with green chile and margaritas, and, oh yeah, getting hitched in the back yard. Indeed, there are moments when we wonder "What the hell are we doing?" Hopefully happiness moves as easily as books...