April 30, 2009

Mini update

Posted in Everyday at 7:07 am by ListenMaudy

There has been a lot going on at the house in the past week. All the walls are up, and we’re getting new sliding glass doors installed. Hopefully, we’ll get an inspection on Friday so we can hang drywall on Friday and Saturday. (And by “we,” I mean the contractor.) I’ll post a better update tonight or tomorrow.

My car got broken into last night. I’m super dismayed about it; there wasn’t even anything to steal in it. There was a clock/compass thing on the dash that a former coworker thought people might mistake for a navigational system, but it really looks nothing like one.

It was pulled off the dashboard and thrown onto the passenger seat. Apparently it did look like a navigational system. Although, they didn’t even look in the console or anything to steal the three dollars that were in there, so I wonder if they really did it because I still have “No on 8” signs in my backseat windows.

Luckily, Muffin was able to drive me to work. It just stinks that we’ve lived in our house less than a month, no, wait, almost exactly a month, and my window got smashed. I’ve never had my car window broken. I’ve lived in Berkeley and downtown San Francisco, and no one ever broke into my car; I don’t keep anything worth stealing in my car, just for that reason.

It totally ruined my day.


April 23, 2009

It’s been hot

Posted in Shorts at 8:03 pm by ListenMaudy

LA was ridiculously hot this weekend. It was record-breakingly hot. This was the weekend that I spent my time outside loading the truck with heavy trash to take to the dump.

Unfortunately, when my little neice was up to visit a few weeks ago, she left one of her crayons outside when it rolled under the diving board. We found it after she had left and put it on the diving board; I meant to bring it back to her but kept forgetting.

I don’t think she’s getting it back.

Crayons are much more oily than I expected.

April 22, 2009

Framing – Day 1

Posted in Home at 7:41 am by ListenMaudy

The framers started working yesterday. This is a really, seriously exciting development for us. We had sort of stalled out since we were waiting for the framers, electricians, and plumber to do their work before we could get an inspection and go on our merry way.

While we were at work yesterday, the framers showed up and got busy. When we got home from work, there was a new wall, two doors cut out, and a giant hole in our floor. It was awesome! It is such a relief to see what they’re doing. It looks neat and professional, and I don’t think we would have done nearly as good a job. It definitely wouldn’t have gone so quickly.

Its a new wall AND a cutout for a door!

It's a new wall AND a cutout for a door!

We have our first inspection today. They have to get the hole for the footing inspected before they can pour the concrete. At the rate they’re going, they might be done this week. If not, by the middle of next week, I’m almost sure. I’m really hoping for this week so we can cover the walls next week, but I don’t actually expect that to happen.

Now thats a hole that should pass inspection.

Now that's a hole that should pass inspection. And some nice toes, too.

This step feels the biggest and like we’re really making huge leaps toward being done with the remodel. We only have about two weeks of work once all of these contractors are done, and then we get new floors and, hopefully, new windows. Then, we’re done!

It’s amazing to think that we’re almost reaching the home stretch of the bulk of the remodel. There will still be so much stuff to do after the remodeling is done, like the backyard and building the garage, or at least a gate, but our house should be livable. We should be able to unpack our stuff and get rid of the POD, and our house and everything in it won’t be covered in dust. There’s a light at the end of the tunnel, and it’s hard to believe that we’ll eventually reach it!

April 20, 2009

Down in the dumps

Posted in Home at 4:51 pm by ListenMaudy

Ha! It’s a pun!

I took the day off today in order to get some stuff done around the house. Instead of doing anything actually useful, I decided to clean up the huge pile of trash that has been sitting in front of our house.

We were supposed to make an early morning dump-run on Saturday morning, but Muffin threw out his back. We spent the morning in Urgent Care instead of at the dump. Muffin’s friend from college came over on Sunday, so we didn’t get much done then, either.

Thus, I would up heading to the dump this morning. I had already loaded the truck on Saturday, but by the time I was done, the dump had reached its daily weight limit and had close. This morning, all I had to do was drive on over.

I made it there by about 8:30am, and the line was already really long.

Thats a lot of trucks waiting to unload trash.

That's a lot of trucks waiting to unload trash.

Luckily, it moved pretty quickly. I drove to the dump site, which turned out to be a giant pit. I drove down to the bottom of the pit, pushed everything off, and drove away. It was pretty funny. The guy next to me started talking to me about how women work harder than men because they have to cook and clean and then can do all the work men do. I don’t cook, so I thought it was hilarious.

After the dump run, I went to Muffin’s work to get swap his truck for my car, but then I figured that I couldn’t really do that much around the house today so I may as well make another run to the dump. I spent the next two or three hours loading the truck, driving to the dump, unloading the truck, and driving back.

The line at the dump this time was much shorter, so I didn’t have to wait as long, and there still weren’t very many people unloading at the bottom of the pit.  There was a white guy next to me when I pulled in, and he had two Hispanic laborers doing the actual unloading. He wasn’t doing anything, it appeared, when I pulled up, so I think he was slightly embarrassed that a girl was doing more work than he was.

He came over and asked to borrow my broom. He took it and handed it to one of his guys; then he came back over and started pulling stuff off my truck. He didn’t even have gloves on, and our trash is full of rusty nails poking out of just about everything. I was pulling 12′ lengths of wood of the truck, and he was throwing tiny chinks of drywall. It was so weird. It was nice of him to help, but it was really weird.

He left pretty soon after I got there, so then I got down to business getting the rest of the trash off the truck. Then two old frat guys showed up, one of whom was wearing flip flops. To the dump. The threw away a bizarre mix of trash, including a broken office chair, some jars of pickles, and an unopened case of black olives. Weird.

What a way to spend the afternoon!

What a way to spend the afternoon!

On the way home, my arms were so tired, that it was hard to hold them up on th esteering wheel. Muffin met me at home with sandwiches (Yum!), and we ate lunch together by the pool. After that, I was pretty much exhausted, so I’ve spent the rest of the day watching terrible tv. 🙂

April 17, 2009

Why I had to go to Lowe’s twice

Posted in Home, Shorts at 1:19 pm by ListenMaudy

Muffin pointed out, so helpfully, in the comments of my last post that I neglected to mention why I needed to return to Lowe’s. You see, I had to buy a pipe wrench. Muffin even drew me a picture of a pipe wrench. (It turned out to be wrong, but he is very helpful, and I can’t fault him for not actually remembering what a pipe wrench looked like, since I couldn’t either.) I got to Lowe’s, asked where the pipe wrenches were, and picked up the only one in the box.

When I got home, Muffin realized that the wrench I had purchased was missing the little guy that locks the mouth in place. I snatched the wrench out of his mitts and hot-footed it back to Lowe’s. I returned the defective one and went to look for a new one. Luckily, there was another box of wrenches shoved to the back of the shelf, so I opened it up and grabbed a new wrench.

That is the story of why I had to go to Lowe’s twice. Ta daa!


Muffin did show me an actual picture of a pipe wrench before I left. He didn’t expect me to go off of just his drawing of a pipe wrench.

(He still thought I was trying not to own up to the truth!)

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