9.14.2008

walls

The drywallers have partially completed mudding the walls. They'll do more mudding, and then sanding to fine-tune the texture of the walls. Here's a shot of the top of the stairs, showing the initial blend of the new walls into the existing walls:



Here's one angle along the ceiling in the bedroom to give an idea of the way that will look:



Probably the most detail-intensive aspect of their work is here, framing the eyebrow dormer window:



Finally, here's that corner alcove next to the tub (for future guests' reference: taken from nearly the exact position one would occupy while sitting on the yet-to-be-installed throne...):

9.07.2008

summer's almost gone

One side effect of this remodeling project: this has been the summer that never was, in some ways. Several factors combine to have made this the case, including some that have nothing to do with the project. Obviously, the energy and attention we've had to pay to the project have preoccupied us; and for the early part of the project, one of our main summer activities - hanging out in the back patio, cooking out or just sitting around - was impossible due to construction materials taking up the space. (And it occurs to me that in most summers, we have a couple of regular traveling visitors, neither of whom made their annual trip here for reasons mostly unrelated to the remodeling. Our friends Janet and Andy and their children were in town for a couple of days just as the project was beginning, and I saw them on my Grand Rapids trip as well; while our friends Bob and Susan skipped their usual Milwaukee visit in lieu of foreign travel this year - they're visiting in late October instead.)

So it's kind of weird that it's September already, feeling as if many typical summer activities never quite happened. (As a teacher, my seasonal calendar is in arrested development: the school year still delineates the end of summer at one end and summer's beginning at the other...although now that I think of it, something similar is probably true for parents of school-age kids, too.) But ultimately, it will be worth it: Rose and I are both in the habit of just wandering upstairs and sort of looking around, for no other reason than to imagine and enjoy the space. We were both up there this afternoon, talking about a couple of details and clarifying window treatments and the like, and it was just a wonderful moment: this is a project we'd been pipedreaming since we bought the house, eleven years ago (in some ways, before that: the idea of buying a house and remodeling it was in her mind at least well before we could buy a house in the first place). And to see it in real life is gratifying...despite its costs (including the monetary ones), minor setbacks, and its tendency to take priority over most aspects of our lives. All that's temporary. The fabulous new space we'll have - and the more it becomes real, the more I really love Rose's design - is permanent.

9.04.2008

ein, zwei, drywall

The rest of the drywall has been roughed into place. Here's a shot from the landing on the stairway, looking up toward the door into the bathroom, and to the left there's the door to the closet, just beyond the door to the bedroom:



Here's a view from the back of the hallway looking toward the doorway to the bedroom:



From inside the bedroom, a view looking out the "eyebrow dormer" window at the front of the house:



A shot looking into the corner of this part of the "T" that forms the bedroom, where the east-facing window will be (most of the morning sun will be blocked or diffused by our neighbor's house):



And this is pretty much the reverse angle of the second shot, above, now looking from just in front of the eyebrow window out the doorway, into the hall, and out the back window:

9.03.2008

but no Stanard Ridgway

About half the drywall is roughed-in now. It's a bit hard to show photographically, both because I haven't figured out how to stick the camera back through the wall to get a longer field of view (don't own a wide-angle lens) and there's still lots of yet-to-be-put-up drywall blocking both views and places to stand and shoot photos. So here's a selection.

The first shot looks out over the stairway. I'm standing roughly in front of where our closet door will be.



The second shot shows the bathroom wall where our sinks will be.



This shot (which I had to take by sticking my camera into the bathroom past a pile of drywall) shows the little alcove that'll be behind the bathtub, created by the setback of the new dormer and the old roofline.



Finally, this is a sense of what the hallway space will look like. I'm standing in front of the window at the top of the stairs, looking toward the front of the house: the doorway you see will be the entry to the bedroom.



The crew has just begun to put up the drywall in the bedroom itself. Tomorrow I imagine they'll finish nailing the drywall in place, and then they'll fill and finish the surface over the next day or so following.

8.28.2008

in the pink

The rigid insulation was installed today. Basically it goes only on the sloped ceilings: the horizontal ceiling surfaces are all actually interior, and so there's no concern with the "ghosting" phenomenon described in my last post. Because there's a whole lot of insulation above the new stair dormer, we felt it sufficient merely to install insulation directly to the existing rafters:



In the rest of the space, we mounted the rigid insulation between ledgers attached to the rafters, so the cold spots of the wood are reduced only to very small squares where the two planks of wood meet:



This shot gives some idea of the eventual shape of the space, approximately from where our bed will be (although higher off the ground). My friend Rog would probably slap up a flatscreen TV that folds out from the ceiling here...



Here's a shot of the front part of the house, where bookshelves will surround what was originally going to be a gas fireplace (it may eventually become that) and now will become a decorative niche:

8.27.2008

our long national nightmare is over

Tuesday, the insulation crew returned (again), and this time, they used an alternate product (still soy-based, but open- rather than closed-cell: the difference has to do with its ability to trap air and thereby its insulating efficiency). They cored out the failed insulation where it had pulled away from rafters, studs, and from itself, and filled the space very thoroughly (which, with this product, means right up to the edge of the rafters or studs). Finally, we can move forward.

In much of the area we'll still be putting in some rigid insulation, separated from the rafters by spacers to prevent "ghosting" from the reduced insulating properties of the wood versus the insulation. This stuff should be going up within a day or so, and then the drywall (which has been sitting around for quite a while, as you can see in these photos) can be put up, the subflooring be put in, and the various finishing work be done (including putting in the final window, which has been kept open and protected by plastic, so it could be used to load up the drywall and, eventually, the plywood subflooring).





Plus, we get our own cool freaky H.R. Giger braincave space...

8.23.2008

a date with Ikea

Today was a shopping day. We rented a van and drove to the Ikea in Bolingbrook, Illinois to buy furniture, primarily for the new bedroom but including a few other pieces as well. We'd done pretty extensive preparation beforehand, in terms of visiting the store earlier to select the items, making sure they'd look good in our space, and so on. We assembled a list so we wouldn't forget anything.

Only thing we forgot to do was make sure we'd be able to get it all home. First, a note: Ikea does deliver, but their rates are very high: it's essentially a per-item cost (as if each item has its own truck...), and so picking up the stuff yourself is considerably less expensive (assuming you live within reasonable driving distance). The risk, though, is that you can't have them hold stuff beforehand: if it's in stock, and on the floor, great...but if it's not...you're SOL. (And we had a very unpleasant experience a year or so back: one of the items we needed was in the store...but on a high shelf where it supposedly could be reached only with a forklift...and they refused to get it down until the end of the day since doing so would be a safety hazard to other customers. Why couldn't they just shut down that aisle like Home Depot does, I asked? No good answer. I was very, very close to monkeying up onto the shelves and trying to muscle one of the boxes down, when fortunately we were informed that the Schaumburg store had one of what we needed.)

Back to our shopping list: Rose had a conference in Chicago a couple of months back, so she stopped by Ikea on the way back and picked up two bathroom cabinets, two sinks, a bathroom shelving unit, and a few miscellaneous items. Good thing she did - because if she hadn't, there's no way everything would have fit in our rented van. Here's a photo of the rented van and all the stuff piled next to it: packed in the van, there was maybe three inches of room above the stuff, and no room anywhere else in the vehicle (except where we sat):



And here's a view of the stuff from the other side:



What foiled us is that Ikea's vaunted "flat-pack" thing does not apply to some of its seating materials. As we were purchasing a love-seat and a sofa bed, this was a problem: both were simply huge boxes (the large unit on the left, and the enormous box on the right, flanking the pile of other stuff). We ended up packing and re-packing the van several times, with the assistance of one of the store's loading guys. We finally got it right, though, and home with no problems.

(An inventory: four short bookshelves, about 30 inches wide; four short bookshelves, about 15 inches wide; two doors for those shelves; a bed in three parts; a set of headboard shelves for that bed in two parts; a mattress; a bed frame; a metal bed brace; two small storage units designed for the foot of the bed (although that's not where they're going); one love-seat; one sofa bed; two bathroom mirrors.)

8.15.2008

first thing you learn is you always got to wait...

Unfortunately, the second application of insulation also failed in the same way the first batch did. Everyone is mystified - and, alas for my need to vent righteous indignation, acting with utter professionalism and integrity to try to figure out what's going on. Our contractor's worked with the stuff before; the installer's worked with it before, and of course the manufacturer has as well...yet even though everyone's followed all recommended procedures (as far as they know anyway), still things are going weird.

I have a theory (no, it's not bunnies).

You may recall that the morning the insulation was initially installed, a poor little squirrel had entered in through the eyebrow dormer window in search of rancid cookies and, presumably frightened by the men in moonsuits making noise and carrying scary hoses, skittered off into the soffits to hide. Once the insulation was installed, poor Soffity the Squirrel was trapped! He was scared to death - pooping all over the place, desperately scratching and looking for a way out, like Buffy when she woke up in her tomb after Willow's spell... Fortunately, we eventually figured out what was going on, and opened a hole for the squirrel to get out.

But it was too late.

As soon as Soffity recovered, he and his squirrel brethren and sistren pronounced a Squirrel Curse upon the evil insulation that had trapped him.

My theory is the insulation will work only if we propitiate the squirrel gods. I think scattering a bunch of nuts in the front yard ought to do it. A prayer or invocation or suchlike will probably help, too: "O Great Squirrel God, we are heartily sorry for injuring and traumatizing Soffity, your faithful hoppity, fluffity-tailed worshipper!"

(I think the Great Squirrel God's name is "Buddy")

8.09.2008

more windows

The trim on the exterior of the stairway dormer is nearly done (except for painting), as you can see here:



And the eyebrow dormer window in the front of the house is being restored. Rather than rebuilding the decaying framing (visible in the first image below), they merely applied epoxy to fill in and strengthen that framing, which will then be painted to match.





In other news, the insulation has been reapplied, and while some small areas persist in beginning to tear away, they're small and few enough that we will merely fill them in with spray-on insulation foam and count on the rigid insulation we'll be attaching on the ceilings to eliminate any weak spots. All in all, the insulation problems have set us back about four weeks (going back to my July 12 entry detailing its initial installation and the misadventures of Soffity the Squirrel).

Unfortunately, in any project of this scope some sort of unanticipated setback is nearly inevitable. Fortunately, we had no particular timetable or deadline we needed to meet.

8.06.2008

and an update

Siding on the bathroom/closet dormer is nearly complete; siding has begun to be attached to the stairway dormer.



The second paint coat should bring the color closer to the brown of the gable in the back of the house, although the difference now is pretty minor and in keeping with new construction compared to existing, somewhat weathered construction.

Tomorrow the insulation folks are scheduled to core out the insulation in the places where it failed to adhere properly to the wood (a prep issue, it seems - not a problem with the insulation itself). After that (which they supposedly can take care of in a day or so), the new insulation will be applied. We're also going back to our original plan of furring out the ceiling by a half-inch or so and also putting in rigid insulation, just as insurance against any possible unseen contraction in the foam insulation that might occur after it's drywalled over. It's not supposed to do that, and all indications are that the only reason it did so were related to the adhering issue - but more insulation will save money in the long run, and the ceiling height change is minimal enough not to affect anything.