It’s been some tough days for asthma around here. From the dumb oats in the field across the way to some more plaster (what…huh?) coming down, the Pedersen lungs are trying very hard to keep up. Luckily, we have lots of steroids between the two of us. 😉 Continue reading “Part of the Stairs and what…plaster?”
While I was away, Tyler took out the old windows in the front of the house (that would have originally been the side of the house-east wall) that connected to closed-in porch. Because of the porch, it is difficult to get a good view of this process with a photograph, so it’s better to see in person. Continue reading “Kitchen Window and New Front Door”
*I wrote this post a little while back and just want to point out that there was a major cleaning effort that happened again this weekend and the house looks completely different inside again. But since I wrote it, I figured I post it anyway. So….always changing people, always changing.
Just a super quick little post catch-up. Continue reading “The Dining Room Clean-Up”
For those of you who visited this summer, you probably heard me say something like this:
“I spend a lot of my time sweeping.”
Because I have. Sweeping up saw dust, and regular dust, and cellulose flakes, and nails…etc. etc. etc. The sweeping never ends. Continue reading “Cleaning the Kitchen”
Four years ago, when we first walked through our now home with the relator, I was super impressed with this sink sitting in the basement. Continue reading “All That and the Kitchen Sink”
While working away in the basement, Tyler noticed something strange.
I had been charged with removing the nails from the main house’s subfloor-in the basement. The previous owners had pounded nails EVERYWHERE in the floor to use as “hangers” or “mounts” for wires, garden tools and all sorts of other crap. Continue reading “Those Worthless Beams”
There was a rather large old shelving unit in the basement of the house. On it sat cans of paint (probably decades old) as well as some old glass jars and tin caning lids that were rusted. My job, on this particular day, was to take the shelves apart, but keep the large wood pieces intact, because they could be used again. Continue reading “Tearing Apart the Old Shelves”
I feel best about demolition.
I think it’s because you don’t really “wreck” anything when you are tearing it apart. I don’t need special skills, it’s just manual labor. So I feel I can really get “into” a demo. Continue reading “Jenna Gets to Demo Some More”
Remember my aching hands and the whole fiasco of lathe?
Lathe was ready to make a comeback, just like the Death Star. Continue reading “Lathe and Plaster Strike Back”