Belated Wordless Wednesday, for Gramma Yori - The Mulching

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And then it gave a sneaky little chuckle, I'm sure.

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Once upon a time there was a house. Overall, a very nice house. But he had been abandoned for a while, nearly been demolished (only the determined action of an architect in his family's line protected him!), never been remodeled/renovated (not all a bad thing, oh no) rented out to a piece-of-work family, and sat empty for a couple of years.

So you might understand he had a couple of issues.

And by "a couple", it would be a building's equivalent of "Dear psychiatrist, can I just put you on retainer? Automatically book you every week for forever? With auto-withdrawal from my checking account? "

Now, I know we've blogged about this house's, um, concerns before. Goodness, that was the genesis of my husband's blog. But it's kind of - what's that German word? Schadenfreude? - a bit of schadenfreude to see its quirks fall on somebody else's shoulders for once.

And by "fall on somebody else's shoulders," I mean literally that.


You see, as I'd mentioned just last week (Just last week? My stars and garters, it was!), we'd needed some work done on our dining room ceiling and rather desperately on our guest room. As previously photo-documented, the plasterers came the day after we called (the morning after we worked our tushies off to completely empty out the two rooms). They taped plastic everywhere, covered the floors with big rolls of paper, and sprayed the ceilings and walls pink. That adhesive didn't dry in time to do the first coat of plaster that day, but that was fine. It was only Tuesday.

And our guests (my BIL, SIL & their two girls) weren't coming until Friday night. Plenty of time for the first coat on Wednesday, second on Thursday, and I'd have the whole day on Friday to put the rooms back together. Piece of cake.

But you know that's how it's all actually going to fall out, don't you?

Wednesday morning came; everything looked good. They were in, slapped up the first coat of plaster, and out before naptime. Peachy keen!

Thursday we were gone to swimming lessons before they arrived. We got back, I asked how it was going, and the main plaster guy, who we'll call "Christopher," said, "Not very good."

Dining room ceiling looks great! Plastic sheeting is all taken down! ...Very nice good-quality painters tape (3M orange core, Gramma Yori) has... taken the varnish off the built-in buffet. Ouch. No fun. Frustrating part? We knew better. Gramma Yori had discovered that very problem with the trim varnish. It's just so old that it's very fragile. Had either Mr. Kluges or I thought about it, we would have warned them not to tape ANYTHING onto the buffet, or any other varnished woodwork.

But we didn't. So now the built-in buffet needs refinishing, at least on the top. *sigh*


"But Ms. Huis Herself," I hear you say, "that did not involve anything falling on anybody's shoulders!"

No, but then Christopher took me upstairs where he showed me a lovely pink ceiling in my guest room. The very same sort of look it had sported two day previously. And the floor was covered in little broken plaster chunks.

It seems they came in, took a look at the ceiling to make sure that first coat was good... and found a bubble. Just a small bubble, it was.

But when Christopher took his pointy little plasterers' tool and poked the bubble, he was able to slide the blade way in along the ceiling. He looked at his assistant-son, and said, "Oh no. Watch this." And pulled down a big ol' chunk of that new coat of plaster.

Seems that at some point previously in our house's history, there had been water damage to that room and ceiling. And instead of calling in a real plasterer to fix it, they'd had a painter do it. Who did a painter's trick of using a sheet of special paper (liner paper, I think Christopher called it) on the ceiling like wallpaper, then texturing over it. Once it's in, textured, and painted, you can't tell.

Except that usually, when they spray that pink adhesive up there, the paper bubbles up fairly quickly. Then they can deal with it right away. NOT after the first coat of plaster is already up. But our house? Why would it make it that easy? Well, I'm just glad they discovered it when they did. Not, say, us discovering two days later as it fell upon our guests or something!

So Christopher and his son had to knock down that first plaster coat on the ceiling. Basically undo their work from the last two days, then start over again. Have I mentioned lately that this was Thursday lunchtime by now? And we had guests coming Friday night. Planning to stay in that room? That is now (again) PINK?!

Fortunately, they had discovered the problem right when they got there. They were able to knock/tear down the paper/plaster and re-pink it first thing. What with a big ol' fan drying it out double-time, they were able to put up that first coat of plaster yet before they left on Thursday.

And on Friday, Christopher was back to put up the final coat of plaster. He was done, cleaned up, and out by 2. I reswept & mopped right away, but couldn't move anything back in until Mr. Kluges was home to help rebuild the bed. But Friday night was my 5K, so I left to register for that just after 5pm, and we didn't all get home until after 7:30pm. With our guests scheduled to arrive at 8, we were scrambling!

Luckily for us, they were running a bit behind schedule, and we had the room completely reassembled, except for the overhead light, by the time they arrived. A bit later & we had the two nieces' beds inflated & all was fine. (Because, of course, the guest room mattresses were in the upstairs playroom, which was where we were putting one of them.)


But hey, now the guest room will soon be cured enough to be ready to prime and paint. And it will no longer look quite so tenement-y. I'm already happier. :)

I sure hope the house is, too.

WW - My First 5K!

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I did it! aka My First 5K Race

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Hot weather, "where do I go," first time jitters and all... I did it!

I've now run my first 5K race! And I did run the whole thing... except for when I grabbed some water 'cuz I'm not coordinated enough to run and grab an open glass & drink it all without falling down (probably).

I even turned in a EXCELLENT time for myself - my official time was 28:25, which is faster than I think I usually run, which explains why the last mile was so hard.

But I did it! Yay, me! And thanks to all of your for your support!!! Pix sometime later, 'cuz Mr Kluges & the girls came to cheer me on.

A case of the nerves

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I'm supposed to run in my first 5K tonight. I'm totally nervous. What if it's too hot? (I'm used to running in the basement or after 8:30 pm.) What if I can't find where to sign up? What if they fill up? What if I'm late to get there? What if I'm early & spend the time waiting feeling like I'm going to puke 'cuz I'm nervous? ARGH!!!!!!!!!

WW - Before... and during

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(Cross-posted (with words) to House of 42 Doors.)

My head is spinning

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Our guest room looks like it belongs in a tenement house.

Not the beautiful furniture (Thanks, Mom & Dad for the moving-in present again!) but the walls. They are bare plaster, with a couple of patches of impossible paint. That is, other than the parts on the exterior wall that suffered enough water damage that they're down to the lathe. As in plaster-and-lathe-without-the-plaster.

Yeah, we got wall showing through our walls.

It looks like crap & it's bugged me for quite a while.

We'd made good progress last summer, when the high humidity aided us in peeling off the latex paint over the original calcimine paint. Heck, you could grab a corner and peel off a piece the size of a hand towel last summer, which is what we did. Got it all peeled off and washed and ready to go.

Except for the couple of cracks... and the now-empty electrical box in need of filling/covering... and the very-much-falling-apart plaster in the exterior wall... and maybe choose a paint color for someday.

Not that that's stopped us from having guests. Mostly the grandparents, but a few other hardy souls. (And a special greeting to all of you, too!) I always felt a bit embarrassed with the state of the room, but since they were good friends or relatives, well, it was fine.

But it still bugged me.

As always, Mr. Kluges and I have been talking about which house repairs/improvements to do when, what HAS to be done, what we'd LIKE to do, what's suddenly moved up on the priority list since it's started rotting through enough that's it's sagging down & looking to actually detach (Hello, foyer roof/eaves/fascia!). So I offered to call the plaster guys who did our ceiling back when the waste pipe leaked through the kitchen ceiling just to get a quote. (Even though I hate calling on the phone, I really do.)

I kept forgetting to call - or more accurately, remembering to call after 5pm or while I was in the shower or at swimming lessons or otherwise unable to actually do so. But this morning I called at about 8:10! Go, me!

And the guy said he could come out to do a quote at 1pm today, if that worked. It did.

So he came, took a look at the guest room & the dining room ceiling, gave us a quote and said he'd had a weather delay (new construction roof not done before rain = everything inside wet = not plaster-ready!) and that he could fit us in this week, if we wanted.

I called Mr. Kluges, we talked, he talked to plasterer, we received reassurance that he would definitely be done in plenty of time that it would not interfere with the guests (BIL & SIL & 2 nieces) who are scheduled to arrive on Friday...


... and then I spent much of the afternoon - and Mr. Kluges and I have just finished up - emptying out* the guest room and the dining room (Mr. Kluges really wanted that ceiling fixed) in preparation for the plasterers to come tomorrow morning!


Man. Home improvements don't usually progress at such a incredible pace around here!


*By "emptying out" I mean DR table deleafed & now in kitchen, side table in office, book shelf in LR, curtains thrown over LR chair, guest room bed disassembled & in playroom, nightstands & lamps in attic, all pictures down... those rooms are nothing but walls, windows & floor right now!

WW - Wishing You Many More Years of Wedding Bliss!

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