This was an unexpectedly big project – for some reason I’d thought I could buy myself a garage door opener, install it, and be done in a day. HAH, I say to my naive self a week later. I did buy it without any complications, and then assembled it on the floor of my garage. At that point, I realized this was going to be a bigger job, so I did the rest over the course of the week. Continue reading →

One of the very first improvements to my house was a lovely new mailbox, courtesy of my father’s need to have a project. The previous version was a rusting black metal monstrosity, complete with silver floral detail. Fairly hideous, really. And my mailbox is under roof on my front porch, so there is no need for it to actually have a lid that closes. So my dad made me a pretty wood mailbox, well-planned to attach to the already existing screws, and it’s gorgeous. Continue reading →

The sixth weekend in the house, I wasn’t in the house at all, but rather in San Antonio with both of my big sisters, which was amazing, surreal, and lovely. I also got to look at Betsy’s actual kitchen a little more closely and think about how mine will be different from hers, and how it will be the same.

The seventh weekend in my house, I: Continue reading →

The fifth weekend in the house was when I got my promised furniture from my parents:

My inherited secretary (’twas my great-grandmother’s, then my grandmother’s (on my mom’s side, the one I was named for) has been relocated from my parent’s upstairs hallway to my living room, along with a dining chair from the other grandparents, which technically belongs to my aunt, but she hasn’t space for the dining table in her house, so my parents are storing the table and chairs for her… and now I’m storing just one of them as well. I’m going to reupholster it, but keep the old fabric so that she can return it to pristine state, if for some reason she loves ancient gold fabric.

Dante already likes the secretary, but now I keep the doors to it shut.

My guest bedroom now has a bed – the twin bed I got for my tenth birthday and slept in until I bought my current queen bed when I got a real job. I still love that bed, and I’m glad to get to use it in my home. No photos of that room yet, though.

And I have a tv stand, instead of merely an end table with my tv placed on it and DVD and VHS players underneath. A hand-me-down from my amazing parents, this is a fake wood stand with an added shelf created by my dad. I decided to paint it black instead of introducing yet another shade of wood to my living room, which was absolutely the right decision – it looks quite handsome in its corner, and holds my meager DVD collection quite well… along with my still quite vast tape collection. I keep thinking I’ll re-make the mix tapes with mp3s, but even at 99 cents each, it’s about 26 songs for one mix tape, assuming I can even find the songs.

This weekend was also when my dad and I took on the great step-building project – see the soon-to-come front porch post for details on that.

The 4th weekend in the house, I painted my bedroom. You would think that’d be a fairly simple task, but no, nothing in this house is ever allowed to be simple. See, my bedroom is paneled. Just like the kitchen, and the other bedroom. Well, not just like, since the bedrooms have both been painted in the past, while the kitchen is still unabashedly knotty pine. Anyhow, the point here: painting paneling. Instead of just rollering the nice flat surface of the wall in every direction, and only having to cut in edges, suddenly, there are edges everywhere. Every single groove between panels has to have a paintbrush run along it. So I’d spend 45 minutes cutting in and painting every line, then roller the flat surface in less than 10 minutes, and then start again on the next wall. Oh yeah, and I was painting it yellow, so it took two coats. But it ended up lovely, really. Even with the evil paneling of evil.

That week, I also got an awesome pendant lamp for the living room – even with the seven(!) lamps, it just really needed an overhead light. I got one that can plug into a wall outlet, but that I can also eventually convert into a standard ceiling fixture when I finally hire an electrician. The lamp is perfect – and now I have two lights that come on when I flip the wall switch, so I’m not living in semi-darkness.

The medicine cabinet adventure was on my first weekend in the house. The second weekend, I wasn’t in the house – I went to DC for Carson’s birthday (youngest nephew – he’s now 3!). It was awesome, but when I returned, I had this nagging feeling that I was behind. So during the week, I finally ordered the part to fix the stove handle, and installed it when it arrived. I bought more paint. I plotted and planned, but didn’t have time to actually do anything, because of two all-day photo shoots that had me leaving the house at 5:30 am and returning to it at 9:00pm. And then it was Friday, the long-awaited day. This day was IKEA day. Continue reading →

Really, I have this shining ideal in my head, where I do a home improvement project, post about it, and then move on to the next. but until I attain that ideal, this is what you get – a big massive update in a series of huge posts, because I’m having to backtrack to cover everything I’ve done so far, and I know I’m leaving things out. But anyway: here goes.