Well, That’s Different
After a number of years with just exposed OSB subfloor (and a couple of rugs) as the flooring in my kitchen… It now has (part of) a floor. Do not be fooled by that picture. It is still mostly this… I have
Eighteen Hours of Floor Sanding: A Video Diary
So, how was your weekend? Did you injure your left butt muscle lifting a two hundred pound sander into your vehicle after eighteen hours of sanding? No? Weird. Must just be me. My plan going in to this weekend was to sand
Putting Down My Paintbrush. Kinda.
I have a love-hate relationship with deadlines. I mean, judging by how often they are preceded by swearing, you would think I loathe them, but that doesn’t seem to stop me from imposing artificial due dates on my house projects to motivate
End of Summer Snapshots
It was a gorgeous and productive couple of days at the Liberty house this weekend, and I really want to tell you guys about the level of personal filthiness I managed to achieve in the last forty-eight hours. I do. There were
A Prelude to More Projects
I have this habit of browsing around for things I want to buy for the house online and then leaving the tab open on my computer window for three months without ever pulling the trigger and purchasing anything. Except when I’m not
Setting Up Shop (aka An Excuse To Buy More Tools)
Call me crazy (that would be a first, right?) but when the new door was put on the workshop last week, I basically thought I would be using the space as a glorified tool closet for the next few months. I mean,
Things You Do With a Six Foot Chalkboard: #1 Frame it with Barn Wood
Here’s the litmus test for whether or not you’ve completed a successful “old barn wood” project: Are you still picking splinters out of your hands two days later and happy about it? This was a four-splinter project for me, one of which
A Door Revolution Begins
Instead of finishing, say, removing the last vestiges of wallpaper from the upstairs hallway, or beginning some other project that would be a logical progression from the things I’ve already started, this weekend I began a revolution against the boring, white hollow-core
Things I Am Debating At 2AM While Eating A Banana Pancake
I just spent three hours laying in bed, staring at my ceiling, mentally demoing and reconstructing the closets in the master bedroom (think: barn doors flanked by built-ins) and trying to summon enough willpower not to buy a 75% off cordless stapler
The Price Is Not Right… Yet.
Have I told you guys lately how much I love you. Love. My favorite thing about the internet is knowing that there are a whole bunch of other people out there who would have literally fallen off their chair and hit their
Tools, Where They Actually Belong
When I woke up this morning I had a garage that had one operable garage door, one inoperable garage door, and one missing garage door. Which has been, you know, super useful. Right at this very moment I have a garage with
Preceded By An Ominous Crunching Sound
No, no, I did not fall off the plank and down a flight of stairs while painting the upstairs hallway ceiling. That sound you just heard must have been my entire body finally hitting a wall of exhaustion, face first. This isn’t
Boldly Going Where No Light Fixture Has Gone Before
So listen, this is what happens when you make a joke to half the Internet about only needing a guy around to wash your dishes…the universe will screw with you, and you will have to do unconventional and slightly awkward things to
One Hundred and Eighty Days of Stuff I Didn’t Know I Didn’t Know, But Now I Do
I was going to say that if this time last year you told me I’d be living on six acres in the middle of nowhere fixing up a hundred-and-fifty year old farm house by myself, I probably would have blinked at you
Celebrating Six Months (With Appliances)
Saturday marked the sixmonthaversary of signing my name on the papers for Liberty House so that I could officially call her home. Unofficially I may or may not have already broken into the house and changed the locks some weeks before that–
Eighteen Hours of Floor Sanding: A Video Diary
So, how was your weekend? Did you injure your left butt muscle lifting a two hundred pound sander into your vehicle after eighteen hours of sanding? No? Weird. Must just be me. My plan going in to this weekend was to sand
Putting Down My Paintbrush. Kinda.
I have a love-hate relationship with deadlines. I mean, judging by how often they are preceded by swearing, you would think I loathe them, but that doesn’t seem to stop me from imposing artificial due dates on my house projects to motivate
End of Summer Snapshots
It was a gorgeous and productive couple of days at the Liberty house this weekend, and I really want to tell you guys about the level of personal filthiness I managed to achieve in the last forty-eight hours. I do. There were
A Prelude to More Projects
I have this habit of browsing around for things I want to buy for the house online and then leaving the tab open on my computer window for three months without ever pulling the trigger and purchasing anything. Except when I’m not
Setting Up Shop (aka An Excuse To Buy More Tools)
Call me crazy (that would be a first, right?) but when the new door was put on the workshop last week, I basically thought I would be using the space as a glorified tool closet for the next few months. I mean,
Things You Do With a Six Foot Chalkboard: #1 Frame it with Barn Wood
Here’s the litmus test for whether or not you’ve completed a successful “old barn wood” project: Are you still picking splinters out of your hands two days later and happy about it? This was a four-splinter project for me, one of which
A Door Revolution Begins
Instead of finishing, say, removing the last vestiges of wallpaper from the upstairs hallway, or beginning some other project that would be a logical progression from the things I’ve already started, this weekend I began a revolution against the boring, white hollow-core
Things I Am Debating At 2AM While Eating A Banana Pancake
I just spent three hours laying in bed, staring at my ceiling, mentally demoing and reconstructing the closets in the master bedroom (think: barn doors flanked by built-ins) and trying to summon enough willpower not to buy a 75% off cordless stapler
The Price Is Not Right… Yet.
Have I told you guys lately how much I love you. Love. My favorite thing about the internet is knowing that there are a whole bunch of other people out there who would have literally fallen off their chair and hit their
Tools, Where They Actually Belong
When I woke up this morning I had a garage that had one operable garage door, one inoperable garage door, and one missing garage door. Which has been, you know, super useful. Right at this very moment I have a garage with
Preceded By An Ominous Crunching Sound
No, no, I did not fall off the plank and down a flight of stairs while painting the upstairs hallway ceiling. That sound you just heard must have been my entire body finally hitting a wall of exhaustion, face first. This isn’t
Boldly Going Where No Light Fixture Has Gone Before
So listen, this is what happens when you make a joke to half the Internet about only needing a guy around to wash your dishes…the universe will screw with you, and you will have to do unconventional and slightly awkward things to
One Hundred and Eighty Days of Stuff I Didn’t Know I Didn’t Know, But Now I Do
I was going to say that if this time last year you told me I’d be living on six acres in the middle of nowhere fixing up a hundred-and-fifty year old farm house by myself, I probably would have blinked at you
Celebrating Six Months (With Appliances)
Saturday marked the sixmonthaversary of signing my name on the papers for Liberty House so that I could officially call her home. Unofficially I may or may not have already broken into the house and changed the locks some weeks before that–
