It's been three weeks since "Operation Garage Enclosure" began...
Our garage has been cleared out. The heating and air conditioning
has been replaced. An over 100-foot ditch (2-feet deep) has been
dug around the back of my house. Plumbing has been plumbed. Faucets
have been shopped for (OH, have they been shopped for... whew!).
Debates over 6-inches of closet space have hashed out.
The way the doors will swing open have been finalized.
I have strange men coming and going about my house all day.
Hammer, hammer, saw, saw, bang, bang is the sound.
Decisions have been made. Decisions are being made at this very minute.
Decisions will continue to be made, more than likely, for the next month or more.
I've stocked up on Excedrin and the red stuff!
Let the good times roll...
This is our little house.
She was built in 1954.
She's a good little house... emphasis on little.
We have six humans... consisting of two adults,
three teens (in high school) and one toddler... and four pets
living in just about 1400 square foot of space.
With one, I repeat, ONE full bath and one half bath.
Yepper, that's what I said... one shower/bath for all six of us.
Oh, you can just imagine the joy.
Back up to a year ago... JB and I considered selling
and moving out of the city to the burbs.
Needless to say, the big kids freaked... emphasis on freaked.
And really, I didn't blame them. I mean it's hard enough
just being teenagers in this world, let alone moving somewhere
new, making new friends, etc, etc.
So, JB and I bit our lips, shrugged our shoulders and
said some prayers that we wouldn't kill our precious
offspring before they were ready to leave for college.
Then, a light bulb went off... or on... I guess you'd say.
"Why don't we enclose and convert the
garage into a master bedroom and bath?", we said... ahhhh, yes!
Yes, now that's a great idea... but first, we need to sell a few kidneys.
So, that's what we did.
No, not really.
Actually, I'd heard that men can sell their testicals
for a whopping $75,000. So, that's what we did...
er, JB rather.
No, not really... ha ha ha, hee hee hee, ho ho ho.
JB's gonna kill me.
No, the truth is, we did what everyone does... waited for the universe
to align just right, said some more prayers, crossed our fingers,
and headed down to see the mortgage people.
Oh, and JB wore a tie and I wore a pretty scarf and high heel sandles. ;)
That's what we did... really.
And it worked! Amen.
I think the good karma bus finally
came down our street.
We are so thankful... especially after the year we just had.
And we're especially thankful that all our blessed offspring
get to live and JB gets to keep his testicals. ;)
So, after all the paperwork was signed,
we agreed on a contractor and got to work.
First thing was first... clearing out all the junk... emphasis on junk.
A few days later a giant dumpster was delivered.
And then...
It began.
This here is Bessy... She was worn plum out.
Twenty years working in the Texas heat will do that to ya.
She retired. Whew.
Because of the extra square footage we're adding
and the fact that JB likes to live in a freezer,
we went with a little bit bigger unit... emphasis on bigger here.
Now, all I can say is brrrrrr... but hey, after the
summer we just had, I'm not complaining.
Along with the heating and air conditioning, day one also brought
a crew in to tear out the old sheetrock in the garage.
While all that was happening at the casa for the first two days
JB, the baby, and I checked into this place. We sent the
precious teens and pets elsewhere.
I'll tell you more about this place later.
By the end of day one they had most of the old sheetrock down...
the ducts run and the can lights up... minus the electric.
This is the window that my tub will sit under.
Now, just imagine this for a second...
A cold winter's night after a long day of teens and a toddler,
a nice glass of red, candles, and a hot bubble bath with the window's open.
I figure that's the closest I'll get to a hot tub.
This was after the first day.
At the close of day 2 we no longer had a garage door.
Some of the electrical work was started and the ducting was up.
The holes for support beams were cut.
The beams will run three across the the length of the rooms.
Meanwhile, the new air unit was cooling the main part of the house.
I haven't seen the inside temperature of my house below 82 all summer.
Moving into the second week, the plumbing got under way...
Oh boy, did it ever.
A crew arrived one morning and began digging...
By noon it was 105 degrees, but they kept digging.
A 100 foot long by two foot deep ditch... it wrapped
all the way around my back yard to the side
yard to tie into the main sewage line.
Fun stuff I tell ya... especially when it rains.
After the first round of inspections and the plumbing
got the green light (literally, it's a green tag), they started
covering the ditch. Yay!
Then, the "rough-in" plumbing inside was up next.
That there, against the far wall, will be the vanity
with the toilet against the left wall next to the tub.
This here is the plumbing for the shower.
Late in the second week began the framing of the floor.
Our new bedroom furniture arrived.
our bedroom is not ready yet.
So, I had no choice but to stack and tuck in the pieces in the living room.
After the last round of inspections and all was go again...
And here's a not so great photo of the closet wall...
On Saturday, I shot my very first "real" event...
And wrapping up the weekend was an event in itself...
Look, there's P Pie! She and her mommy met us at the mall.
After all, this homegirl of mine is the expert on fashion.
And there they go... with no less than ten dresses in hand.
