And now for the after pics-
Thursday, May 31, 2007
Ta-Da!!!!
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Wednesday, May 30, 2007
The Good, The Bad and the U-G-L-Y
So, on to the bad and the ugly. When we purchased our home 6 years ago the only thing holding us back was the bathrooms. They were built in 1956 along with the rest of the house and had never been updated. Well, I take that back. In the "blue" bathroom someone had taken the time to add a lovely wallpaper border in an Asian style complete with blue pagodas. You can't make this stuff up people. The other bathroom was the "pink" one. Not just sort-of pink, either. Full on, decked out, up to your eyeballs in pink. I like pink. It's my favorite color and has been since I can remember. This bathroom may have cured that.
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Tuesday, May 29, 2007
Rain, Rain........Go Away?????
I got up at 5:45 this morning and it was raining again, still is raining, in fact. So, my pretty, pretty porches ain't happening today. And the dude who is painting the trim on the outside of our current home will not be working today, either. And that's all fine, really. No, really it is. I think the part that is scary is not knowing how long this will go on. One day of rain can delay construction alot longer than one day, something I never knew before. And certainly, a small delay on our new house is no concern compared to some of these construction guys who aren't working, therefore aren't getting paid. I understand all that, I am really not that selfish. No, I am not.
Actually, I probably am but I'll never admit it. I am not admitting selfishness, I will admit greed.
No, seriously. Until we moved to Stephenville I thought of rain as just another weather option God had. After being here for 6 years, rain is like God is throwing money down from the sky. It really affects the economy that much. At Selden we prayed for rain every Sunday, or we thanked God for the rain that week. Every single Sunday. Once the preacher stopped during his sermon and said "Is that rain?" Not even kidding. Rain is good. So, even though my pretty porches won't be poured today, my hair will look like I stuck my finger in a light socket a few times, and I cannot breath yet again thanks to my allergies which just LOVE all this rain- this rain is a blessing.
Since I am not about to take my camera out into the rain and mud to get a picture of our concrete, I thought I would share one of Caroline. I took this a while ago, on a day we had taken her braids out and she wanted to wear it "frizzy" I feel old now because I am fondly remembering my pink crimping iron and the hideous things it did to my hair. Ah, the 80's. Good times.
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Monday, May 28, 2007
Let's Talk Front Doors-
So, because of my little porch project I have now delayed our house by one week. Who knew? Well, I can probably answer my own question. I knew. Don't tell Casey. I knew it would take longer and I knew it would cost more yet, I did it anyway. Hmmm, maybe that's why men don't always like women so much? Ya think? Nah.
But here's the beautiful thing about that. They say God works in mysterious ways and I now believe that to be true because- I have an extra week to pick out my windows and doors AND I get extra pretty porches!!! All for the low, low price of.......no, we won't go there.
And I need that extra week, actually if anyone has extra hours in their day they don't need could you send them to me? Pretty please? We went to McCoy's after watching our concrete being poured - and let me just say $17,000 worth of concrete- do you know what I could buy with that much money? Well, it turns out I could buy about 4000 sq ft of concrete.
So, we go to McCoy's to pick out our windows and doors which I knew was going to be a trying process but a house must have windows and doors, right? So we went. We went there with both of our lovely, well-behaved children after picking them up from the last day of school. Dang, sometimes I am D-U-M-B.
So we're there and we finally find the person whom Casey has already spoken with and is supposed to know we're coming. After asking if wanted the popular Lone Star etched in glass on my front door- Umm, no I do not- I explain that want something with no glass at all. Yes, I know it won't let light in. I understand it might look plain to some people (not this people, by the way). Unusual, yeah I get it. I want to be able to go to my front door in my PJ's, look through the peephole, see the person bearing news about the "important meeting" at the Jehovah's Witness hall and simply walk away. NO glass! Great, McCoy's has 2 choices. I am building a custom home. I spent three days discussing which water heater to get- of which I will inform you about later simply to make sure you are all as bored as I was. I have more than 2 stinkin' doors to choose from! Everything we chose was only available in solid wood and we wanted fiberglass that could be stained to appear to be wood. Because at the Cumby house a real wood door would appear to need maintenance. All the while my children have become completely hostile to one another- the whole "stop looking at me" "don't touch me" "she pushed me" bit. This became too much to bear. So we move on to windows and this is when they explain that they'll order them. "You'll order what?" "Your windows, we know the sizes from your plans." "I haven't picked them??" "No, need to."
I'll save you some time. The 2 choices for doors, turns out that was twice the amount of choices they had for windows. I was near tears, my lovely, well-behaved children were bickering and whining and I think my dear husband was afraid of what was going to happen next. We left and went to Chili's to eat. And we have no doors or windows. But, thanks to those "mysterious ways" we have some extra time to find some.
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Saturday, May 26, 2007
Visiting the lot is more expensive than you might think...
They poured our foundation on Thursday (I'll add pictures when it stops raining or when we board the ark, whichever comes first!) Anyway, we went out to see this very exciting time in the building process. So, as we stood there in the rain watching these guys work (which actually, now that I think of it sounds sort-of mean, huh?) we start talking to our contractor. He is also building his own house right now. I am asking questions about the whole concrete process and he starts explaining how they'll pour his house differently because he's having all concrete floors. He's having them dye the concrete before it's even poured, then they stamp it to look like stones or they use a large stamp and come back after it's cured to cut it into stones. This is fascinating to me because it seems so - crafty. Very un-macho. Almost girly. To think of these guys working their rear-ends off out there in the rain to go about stamping was humorous to me. Like later they might make a scrapbook of their time together making floors- yeah, probably not.
I do have a point, I promise, I'm getting there. So, the contractor goes on about how the stamping of all their floors and then we are side-tracked by a conversation about a well house. I then must leave the lot to go to Duncan's end of school picnic. After having a water gun fight in the rain and feeding Duncan pizza while I sat in a First Graders chair (and they say the life of a SAHM isn't glamorous!) we returned to lot to- well, basically to gawk at the very large rectangle of concrete that we are spending all of our money on. And that's when it happened, all the thoughts from earlier in the day became clear in my mind. I cannot have the lovely stamped concrete floors in my house because we have already agreed that's too hard for Duncan, and really it's probably too hard for all of us. However, that doesn't mean I can't have them on my porch. My beautiful back porch where I will sit and blissfully watch my children play in the lovely, tranquil swimming pool. Shhhhh! You don't have to ruin it for me. Right now it's simply a pile of dirt so we can pretend all of that is true. My back porch! Suddenly, I need stamped concrete porches. I explain my thoughts to my husband who was all TOO eager to go spend our money. As they back the cement truck up to the back porch to begin pouring, Casey runs to the foreman of this crew. He begins explaining -which I'm thinking went something like, "Look, my wife is a pain in the butt. She has changed her mind AGAIN!" So, I stand there and watch back and forth- the cement truck, Casey,the cement truck, Casey, and on and on until the foreman yells something in Spanish and they stop just before they were to pour the cement into the form for the back porch. And now we wait until Tuesday when both our front and back porch will be dyed, poured and stamped to look like stones. And we look at the budget and scratch our heads.
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Friday, May 25, 2007
Hooray! That was pretty easy! This is our lot, taken last week. Looks a WHOLE lot different now, though. I will add pics in the next day or two of what we (and I use that term loosely, as I have not done anything even resembling work) have built so far!
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New House Updates
I tried to start a blog about a year ago and just never really got going with it. Thought I would try again since we are building the house and it's summer time to keep everyone updated. Now to try to figure out how to get pictures on here!!
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