Wednesday, October 1, 2014
It seems in the last couple weeks that our house has been revolting against us. Whether big or small, we've had a slew of things go wrong and the mounting list of repairs has me feeling overwhelmed, depressed, and convinced we'll never finish our endless master bathroom renovation, or any other project for that matter.
We've spent a lot of time talking about the hot water heater's attempt to turn our basement into an indoor swimming pool, but this has impact far beyond our need to shower with buckets. In fact, the basement that was once a disgusting space has gotten worse. While I'm happy to say that after a week without hot water, we can once again shower, do laundry, and run the dishwasher (we'll fill you all in on the details later this week), but our normally hoarder-esque subterranean space is now even more disorganized. Having to rip out the hastily installed (by misguided owners in the 1980s) and essentially propped in place "finished" temporary wall in the basement has left much of our junk displaced, to the point it's difficult to get down the basement stairs.
Before we can claim any sort of victory, we need to tackle a massive organization effort. But at this stage of the game we're paralyzed by the mountains of clutter and distracted by our unexpected repairs.
In addition to the basement, the decorative air intake return vent cover outside of our bedroom transom no longer stays shut. It now looks like a sad flap of ornate metal that mocks me from its perch every night as I retire to our room.
Tuesday, September 23, 2014
Ugh! This past weekend was a kick in the gonads. Yep, that about sums it up.
What Wendy and I had hoped would be a super productive weekend turned into a bit of a bad situation that could've been an unmitigated disaster scenario. In the end we got very little of value accomplished but dodged a major bullet. But now we're left "showering" with a tupperware container and a bucket of tea kettle warmed water. Intrigued?
It all started late Friday night when I decided to finish up our last little bit of tiling in the shower. We had just five rows of tile left and a whole bunch of bullnose to install, and I received some verbal inspiration from Wendy (read, yelling) and a second wind for the day at about 10:00 pm.
After after a brief few hours of late night effort we had a finished master bathroom tile project and I was feeling good.
Friday, September 19, 2014
We've reached a critical juncture in our vanity transformation project, and I'm super excited about it.
Though we've been discussing our adventures in tiling, the delivery of our marble a few weeks back put us in a great position for moving our vanity project along.
As we've grown weary of our tiling efforts, the unfinished vanity, sitting just a few feet away, began calling to our DIY ADD, "take a break for just a minute and pay some attention to me. I just want to be functional. Is that so wrong?"
No, vanity, it's not wrong at all.
As we've discussed before, we've had our bathroom hardware since purchasing it during the Restoration Hardware bath event in the spring...of 2009. It's been patiently tucked away in the basement, just waiting for the day it would be called upon to perform its duty.
Monday, September 15, 2014
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We're very happy to announce the winner of the complimentary tickets to the Twig's 73rd annual Homes Tour. Congratulations to "mp," who will be traveling up from Richmond with her daughter (and hitting up IKEA too). We can't wait for a new visitor to the Old Town Homes Tour to fall in love with the area.
I want to take a moment today to share a little love story with you that relates directly to a giveaway we're kicking off with today's post.
As you know, Wendy and I are completely and absolutely head over heels in love with Old Town Alexandria. I really never knew it was possible to love a city in this way, and it may be totally cheesy, but we really, truly love our town.
However, every love story has a beginning. Whether it's a first knowing glance, an unexpected encounter, or that wonderful first date that sets you on a path for bliss, the catalyst that kicks it all off is a memory that lasts forever.