Monday, June 27, 2011

Sweetest. Picture. Ever.



Steve's timing in capturing this picture with his iPhone was impeccable. 

Evan was looking at Elektra's strawberry birthmark on her leg, and he went to go give it a kiss because he thought it was a boo-boo.  Elektra, in turn... gave him a kiss on the cheek.

Sweetest.  Picture.  Ever.

Saturday, June 25, 2011

Basement Remodel Update

The infamous Exxon Ansari incident was Day 2 after the contractors (we affectionately call them The Sombreros) started their work.  Plus, this was after they incorrectly framed the bulkheads on Day 1.  Not only did they not follow the "curve" of the bulkhead, but they didn't use a level!!!  On Day 2, George let them borrow his nail gun (because they don't have one!), and we had them fix the framing so that it was as we expected... and it was level!  So when they hit the oil line, it was because they were reframing the bulk head for a second time because they didn't do it right the first time.  It's a little amusing that they had to reframe one of the sections for a 3rd time to replace the boards that had been soaked in oil. 

There was a point on Exxon Ansari day that I thought I was going to fire them, but they have done very solid work since.  Plus, each day, The Sombreros work a very fast paced 12 hour day.  They work HARD.  I give the a lot of credit for their work ethic, and they really are doing good work overall.  I'm glad I didn't overreact and send them home.

On Day 3 (Wednesday), they framed 3 walls of the bathroom, and 2 walls of the kids' playroom.  They also found George's radio, and turned to a Spanish station.  This drove George BANANAS to listen to that all day while he worked on our plumbing.  George hid his radio that night, and wanted to bring a CD player of Greek music... he didn't do that part, but he did hide his radio!!

Speaking of our re-plumbing project, George cut off our water midday on Wednesday to move the well connections, the water filters, the water softener, and the hot water heater.  Not only was he moving all those things, but he was also installing the new laundry water connections as well as the new water pipes and connections in the new bathroom.  Talk about a huge job.  George thought it would take him at least 2 days, if not longer, and we would not have water for the duration of this part of the project.  Bless his heart, he's been managing to keep us with running water for 90% of the project and with this being the last major part of the project, we knew we were seeing the light at the end of the tunnel.  That doesn't make it any easier to be without water for 2.5 days.  To make those days a little more bearable, I filled three 5 gallon buckets with water before George shut it off so that we would water to "flush".

Steve worked from home to help George on Thursday and Friday in between work crises, including running errands, picking up supplies, and doing whatever he could to help.  He even tried his hand at some plumbing.  A couple times he did something incorrectly, and George "fired" him.  The running joke now is how many times George has "fired" Steve.  :-) 

On Day 4 (Thursday), they started laying the subfloor in the kids' playroom and our new entertaining space.  Unfortunately, they didn't have the right screws (and as we later found out, the wrong sized screw head) because they kept breaking.  So they nailed the floor down instead of screwing it down as per spec.  They also finished the 4th wall of the bathroom, and one wall of the laundry room.

Also on Thursday, we had not secured an electrician.  I was trying to hire one of my neighbor's guys (who runs an electrical company) who is laid off, but that didn't pan out, unfortunately.  I found someone else who not only took my call at 8:30PM on Thursday night, but came to the house at 10PM that night to give us an estimate.  The one thing that was going to hold up the project was the electrical work because the

On Day 5 (Friday), they finished framing the rest of the entertaining space and the kids' playroom, and they installed the subfloor in Steve's toy room.  Steve claims that it's "our" office, but really, it's going to be his playroom.

Meanwhile, sometime on Friday afternoon, George looked at him and said, "Are you helping me so that you can get your water back faster?"  Steve said, "YES!  I need to take a shower!!"

Friday evening, George turned the water back on to check for leaks.  Between checking for leaks and flushing the pipes of all the silt, this took a while.  Our new water sediment filter needed to be changed immediately!!!!  We'll change it when we're fully done testing all of the new water connections in the new bathroom, too.  We had to turn the water off again to flush the hot water tank out, and fix one leak (that's it just 1 leak!), but it was on again before George left for the evening.  Steve finally got to take his shower.

Friday night, I used the gallon of Drylok ($23/each!!  ouch!) to finish painting the back wall of the basement, and a few other spots I'd seen.  I ran out of paint at 1:30AM, but I don't have much left.  I bought one more gallon to touch up spots which I will do this weekend.

I ran laundry the next morning, and we discovered a 2nd leak at the hot water line for the washer which was, naturally, before the shutoff valve.  We stuck a bucket underneath and figured George would fix it on Monday as it wasn't a significant leak.  I also ran the dishwasher, and I realized that they hadn't turned on water to it.  Steve went downstairs to do that, and it started spraying water everywhere!!  Steve quickly shut it off again, and tightened the connection.  Turned it back on, and voila, no leak.  Steve learned a lot about plumbing, apparently, those few days he was home with George!

On Sunday, George came out with Ernie to look at our re-grading the outside job.  Unfortunately, the job is not just a simple re-grade, but we also have to dig down to the bottom of stairs to install a new french drain.  Then we'll have to add stones, then the new drain, then more stones, then fill the hole.   Finish the job by regrading a few spots, and plant grass.  That job will probably start July 9.  For as much as it sucks that we have to do this job, too, if we don't, then we'll continuously have water in our basement, rendering worthless all this work we've done lately.  It'll cost us more later if we don't do it right now.  I'll keep telling myself that to ease the pain of all the check writing I've done lately.

This past Monday (Day 6), The Sombreros, the electrician, and George were at the house.  The electrician fired up his phone to listen to music as while he moved the big 200 amp service line off of the ceiling and to the back wall of the house.  The Sombreros framed Steve's toy room.  George and Steve went to go buy a new back door and a few other supplies.  Apparently, the new back door was strapped to the top of the Outback to be brought home.  That must have been a sight!

On Tuesday (Day 7), the electrician started wiring new lines and lights.  The Sombreros screwed down most of the subfloor (with the correctly sized screw head!).  They also started to frame the support pole.  George had another job, so he didn't come.

On Wednesday (Day 8), The Sombreros installed the new windows (no caulk yet, but shimmed).  The electrician couldn't make it and neither could George. 

On Thursday (Day 9), only the electrician came to continue installing new stuff.  The Sombreros must have gone to another job as they really can't do much until the electrician has completed his work.  Once he's done, they can start installing insulation and drywall.

On Friday (Day 10), all was quiet on the Western Front.

This weekend, we are working through plans for any other wiring that needs to be installed before insulation is installed, like speaker wire and any other RJ/coax wire.  I need to finish DryLok painting, too.  We are also trying to make sure we've thought through the project while the walls are still open.

We can't believe how far this project has already come in less than 10 working days.  There is still a ton left, though... tile the bathroom, laundry room and hall to the bathroom and laundry room.  Included in that tile work is installing underfloor heating in the bathroom.  The Sombreros still need to install the back door, caulk the windows, frame one more support pole, and then install the insulation and hang the drywall. Once drywall is up, we are going to have a LOT to paint.  Any flooring we buy will take 4 weeks to arrive.

Maybe, just maybe, we'll reach our goal of having this project done by Elektra's 3rd birthday.

Saturday, June 18, 2011

The Exxon Ansari

A construction project in your home wreaks havoc on your life. Besides all of the "extra" issues one finds, contractors can also add to the ::ahem:: fun.

Tuesday night, around 8:30, the contractors were still at the house, framing the ventilation system. There was still lots of noise... nail guns and circular saw and hammering. Then we started to smell a gas smell. Didn't think much of it except that it started getting stronger. Finally, I realized the contractors had hit our heating oil line.

I sprinted down the stairs, seeing the pool of oil at the bottom of the stairs and the nail through the bright cone orange oil line yelling in Spanish, "EH!!! EH!!! Do you know what that is?!" pointing at the oil dripping from the line. He came back at me and said, "Agua?" NO!!!!!! "Aceite?" YES!!!!!

His eyes got wide, and all worked stopped as I called the oil company 24 hour service line, Steve was outside looking for a shutoff valve on our new tank, one worker was blotting with paper towels and sawdust while the other was trying to wrap the line with electrical tape to stop the leak.

There's no shutoff valve on the tank. The tech with whom I was on the phone said to pull the line out of the tank. I'm thinking... uuuuh no, no idea how. Plus, it seemed like the electrical tape was working to stop the leak. No matter what, though, I'd be calling the oil company in the morning to get a tech out there to replace the line.

I sent the workers home (it was after 9pm at this point, and we needed to get the kids to bed!), so Steve put the kids to bed while I started cleaning. I opened the doors, windows, and whole house fan to try and air out the fumes, and grabbed a mop, Lysol, and water. And Windex. Windex cleans everything, right??

As I'm cleaning, I'm trying to figure out WHY they thought that putting a nail through a BRIGHT fluorescent orange line was a GOOD idea. And WHY did they think that was water?! And how did they NOT notice it was leaking?! I was getting angrier just thinking about each scenario...

I finished mopping the floor, and needed to change the water. Good thing we are car geeks because we have a big filter for pouring oil into containers to go to the dump. I picked up one of the buckets full of oil, it slipped out of my hands, and I dropped it. It hit the driveway, bounced, and splashed ALL over me, head to toe... hair, face, arms, legs, shoes... everywhere.

I stood there, thinking about how this had just added insult to injury, trying to decide exactly how to wipe my eyes because finding a dry spot on my shirt was going to be a challenge. And really, this night could not get worse.

I did one more round of cleaning before I went to shower. I tried a normal shower, washing my hair 2 times, once with shampoo, once with soap. Still smelled like oil. Asked Steve to get the orange scented pummus called GoJo. That got it off of my skin, but not out of my hair... and pummus in my hair was a disaster to try and get out. I went to bed so angry that I couldn't see straight, smelling like oil and wearing long sleeves to ensure I didn't get any on the sheets.

The next morning, I expected the house to have aired out. I couldn't have been more wrong. The house smelled WORSE. I got the kids ready to go to Eleanor's and kicked Steve out to go to work as the house smell was intensifying. The oil company promised they'd be out in the morning. As the smell got worse, I started to panic.

Finally, one of the oil guys who had come to install our new tank arrived. Boy was I happy to see him. I showed him the damage, and he followed the oil line to the furnace. That's when he said, "That's why the smell isn't going away.... it's all pooling right here!!" There was a huge pool of oil surrounding the base of our oil burner.

?!?!?!?!!!!!!!!

We went out to the tank, and removed the line from it. Then we grabbed the bag of kitty litter we keep for when we work on the cars and put that down. Experience lesson #1: in situations like these, clay-based kitty litter is better because it doesn't clump. The oil guy asked me to go get more, which I did.

So what happened? The oil line is actually a copper line with a bright orange plastic sheathing around it. When we taped the line the previous evening, the oil then went between the copper pipe and the orange sheathing, emptying at the base of the oil burner where the orange sheathing stops. No wonder the smell intensified.

The oil guy said this happens ALL the time; contractors hit the line way more often than you'd think reasonable. He even told the story of a guy who was trying to shoot a groundhog with a .22 and managed to put the bullet clean through the oil line instead. Oops.

I asked how to get the smell out of the concrete and my hair. For the concrete, we have to keep the kitty litter on it for a number of days, every once in while, moving it around to put a fresh batch on it. Experience Lesson #2: grind kitty litter into a powder so the dust will go into the pores of the concrete and soak up the oil. For my hair, apparently, I just have to wait it out. UGH. It has taken until today (Saturday) to not smell oil in my hair... 4 DAYS!!!!!

The oil guy replaced part of the line, added a shutoff valve on the line at the tank, bled the line, and tested the burner. We are back in business.

Before he left, I asked how to get oil off of the venting, and that's when I learned Experience Lesson #3: oven cleaner cuts the grease! Apply the oven cleaner, let it sit for 10 minutes, and then wipe it away! No residue!

We vented the house all day and all night, and the smell is gone, thankfully. The workers learned their lesson and are framing in a much different manner than before, *clearly* missing the lines with nails. The kitty litter is still down, and the project has continued to progress.

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Wednesday, June 08, 2011

The hall bath is back in business!

George solved all of the backwards water issues yesterday, and the kids were thrilled to be able to take a bath last night!  And they were happy to have their potty back.  In fact, when I went in to get Elektra this morning, she said to me, "I want to go potty in that bathroom" (pointing to the hall bath).  Hilarious!  Slowly, we are getting a little bit of normalcy back... the calm before the storm, as it were.

Tuesday, June 07, 2011

Good (?) things comes to those who wait

Late last night, George almost had our hall bathroom back in service.  Then he discovered he reversed the hot with the cold.  He switched it back, but the glue takes 6 hours to cure on pipes that hold water pressure.  So we were nervous about turning on the water shortly after he'd glued them together.  As we were standing there, trying to decide if we should take the chance and turn on the water or just leave the water off until the morning, Mr. Field Mouse went scurrying across the top of the cinder blocks in the laundry room.  So we moved the mouse trap to where we saw his path. Good thing we were just standing there to see that! 

Meanwhile, George decides to take a chance and turns on the water.  The worst outcome would that the basement floods, but it's not like there is anything down there that would be ruined.  We go upstairs and bleed the pipes.  As we tested it, I discovered that the hot and cold in the master bath was now switched (oh boy!  hot water in the toilet... hey DAVE!  Does that sound remotely familiar???  At least we don't have condensation on our toilet bowl!!  LOL). 

As you can imagine, George was confused, considering everything USED TO work in the master bathroom just fine....

It turns out that George had the hot and cold water correctly connected the first time, but when he tested the shower in the hall bath, he thought he'd switched them.  It turns out that the shower was just wrong.  But he'd switched the hot/cold at the pipe level, thinking he was fixing the hall shower, but created the master bath issue.  Oops.  I told George just to leave it alone until today, and we'd deal with opposite day in our bathroom in the morning accordingly.

While we had been standing there, trying to figure out where the hot/cold mix up was, George felt a drip.  Uh-oh.  One of the copper pipes that George hasn't replaced yet is leaking hot water at a solder point!  Good thing we were just standing there!

And good thing we are replacing all the pipes!!!!!

Friday, June 03, 2011

Warrior Baby - update

Dave and Nancy were so disappointed that they lost 3 of the 4 babies in her pregnancy.... but one remained, and Nancy dubbed it the Warrior Baby.  

Earlier this evening, Steve's brother, Dave, informed us that Axel will have a little sister in a few months!!  She is no longer a Warrior Baby... she's a Warrior Princess!!

May Axel be as protective of the Warrior Princess (can we nickname her Athena?  ::huge grin::) as DJ is of Elektra. 


CONGRATULATIONS!!!  We love you West Coast Steaks!