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Leaps and Bounds, But Not Where You’d Expect

Christine

I tried to combat the post-turkey fatigue on Sunday by attacking the back bedroom again. But I got sidetracked.On the bright side, the side bedroom hasn’t looked this good in ages.
Here’s the problem I was running into: many of the remaining boxes in the back bedroom have office supplies in them. Tons of little stuff with no home. So, I started to get the side bedroom organized to make homes for all the office supplies I will be running into. This way I don’t just move the debris from one room to the other. Ultimately, I mean. ‘Cause that’s actually what ended up happening to some of the junk from the side bedroom.

But it is stuff I need to go through also, and I can probably get rid of 75% of it. I saw a box with dried flowers (yuck!) and a box of cards. I’m so sentimental, it is hard for me to throw cards out. But I’ve spied tons of trinkets that I’ve never liked, and they’ve been out of sight for so long now, I don’t even remember who gave them to me. They can go with minimal guilt. There has been surprisingly little actual trash. I mean, I am throwing some things out, and I haven’t gotten to the paperwork yet. Geeze, there’s another whole post.

I’ve begun to re-think my books, too. I mean, I’m never going to re-read these novels. My friends don’t read the chic lit that I do, so I may as well donate them. Art books I keep. I consider them reference books. I really need to get them out of boxes and onto the shelves my mom bought for me last August, but I haven’t loaded them up yet because I need Bill to anchor the big bookcase to the wall first, and right now I can’t afford Bill. Ah, the home improvement domino effect strikes again.
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Playful Kittens

Christine

I did these three little kittens for my Aunt Lu, who has a beautiful black kitty, a new addition to their family about this time last year.I “borrowed” the pattern from a pattern I saw somewhere. Don’t ask me where now, I should learn to make note of such things, but I’m always sure I’ll remember. It wasn’t my best project, I’ll admit, I envisioned them turning out a bit differently. But Aunt Lu seemed to like them, so I guess that’s all that matters.

As I’ve become such a fan of variegated floss, I did two of the kittens with variegated dark grey, variegated tans (think Oliver-colored), and the third in solid soft grey. I didn’t write the color numbers down, and when I went back through my floss, I couldn’t tell which I had used.

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Slow Progress

Christine

I worked on the back bedroom a bit more this weekend. Several days passed when I didn’t even want to look at it. Friday I thought I’d motivate myself a bit by ordering the curtains and comforter. It helped a bit. Saturday my dear friend Jessica came over and we went through my give away pile. She happily took several things. That was the kick in the pants I needed to keep going after she left. Several hours later, I had this: Wide open space through the middle of the room.

The dreaded dresser surface, the give away pile and the empty boxes pile:

I can even get to one window now:

But I still have this big pile to deal with:

And the crowded hall, filling fast with things unearthed from the back bedroom that live elsewhere:

More happened on Sunday, hopefully pictures tomorrow.

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Small Progress

Christine

I worked on the messy bedroom for a few minutes on Friday night and was able to sort and store four bins of clothes I probably should get rid of, but am not ready to part with just yet. That didn’t make much of a dent in the pile.

Sunday I spent several hours in there, made a big mess in the hall, and it still doesn’t look much different. I filled a trash bag, found several empty boxes to recycle, packed up two boxes and two bags to donate, added a bit to the laundry, uncovered an empty laundry basked that had been swallowed by the mess, found a couple of trinkets and other things I can find homes for, and a shoebox of coal.

Yup. Coal. How did it get there? I have no idea. Why did I have a shoebox of coal? Your guess is as good as any. But there it was. A box of coal. At least now I think I’ve identified the strange odor we would smell from time to time, mostly in the summer. Time will tell.

Here’s the thing I’m most afraid of:

The dreaded dresser surface, full of lotions, potion, trinkets and baubbles.

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Radiator Revitilization

Christine

When I bought the house there was no source of heat on the second floor. Just gravity. I thought I would give it a try, and I froze the first winter.

So I asked my dad and grandfather to put radiators in the three bedrooms. My dad looked around and eventually found four steam radiators. He got them from some guy he knows who hoards junk. Apparently hot water radiators are easier to come by than steam. So this guy has four, I only need three, but we have no idea if they even work. So daddy buys all four for $100. (Do you know how much new ones cost?) This was a steal. Well, they installed three, and they all work just fine. We now have a spare in the basement. No idea if it leaks.
Eventually we got to a point in the house where we were ready to start painting. Have you ever tried to paint behind a radiator? No? Well, neither had my previous owners.
Our first idea was to get oil paint from Sherwin Williams and paint each radiator the same color as the rest of the room. I was never thrilled with this idea. What if I get tired of the color in a few years? I’m sure I don’t want to keep repainting them. Plus, we’ve read that more layers of paint on radiators just act like insulation, keeping the heat from warming the room. But they needed something, all those old layers of paint (mostly on the sides that faced the room) were chipped and flaking. A big mess. Mom and I tossed some ideas around, I perused houseblogs, and we decided they should just look like radiators. Radiator-colored radiators. How novel. Why try to make them blend in? Let them be what they are.

So, we had all the radiators taken out, hauled away, sand blasted, and spray painted with high heat engine paint. I’m thrilled at how they turned out.
We had eight radiators of various sizes, and they charged us just under $1000. I think it was money well spent. That included transportation. (My dad and grandfather did the disconnecting and the reconnecting.) We couldn’t find anyone in the local area who did this kind of work, but daddy suggested someone he knew who did engine repair. So we had an auto engine repair place do the radiators.

We knew that the sandblasting was risky, because if there are any weak spots it can create holes, and then it is all over, folks. But we decided it was worth it. New radiators for the second floor were out of the question. I’m so glad we took the chance.I sincerely hope this paint job will last for years, decades even. About a year after the radiators were finished, I saw pictures (I’m sorry, I don’t remember where) of someone else who had done the same thing, only they had their radiators painted a dark metallic bronze. They were really gorgeous. Now I have bronze envy. I briefly wished we had thought of the dark bronze, but I am very happy with the engine silver anyway. Maybe we will go bronze if it ever needs done again.

I couldn’t find any before pictures specifically of the radiators, but I’m sure you can all picture them. You might be able to spot some in my before series of each room. Check out the details that were lost under all those layers of paint!