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
Small Wins
Since it is taking hours upon hours to paint all of the wainscoting in the Not-Pink Parlor and I needed to be able to check a couple of things off my list in order to feel right about the universe, I decided
Things That Wouldn’t Get Built Without My Mom: Fences, Pergolas, Houses
There are a lot of times when I start a big project on my own and then at some point–usually when I find myself wedged between a large piece of lumber and my garage, flailing around helplessly and hoping a neighbor will
Built-Ins In The Bathroom (Maybe)
You may have noticed on my Master List that there are at least three rooms in the Liberty House that will eventually have built-in shelves and storage. I need places to put things, otherwise I set them down in the middle of
The Month of May
I know that all of you think I took one look at that bigass list I wrote, fell out of my chair, and have by lying on the kitchen floor contemplating the purpose of linoleum and how the hell I’m going to
Liberty House: The Master List
Updated: 8/16/2012 While I’m only making incremental progress (read: just barely keeping things from falling apart) on the Liberty House, I dream of a day when I’ll be checking things off my list left and right. Since I’ve had almost no success
Magic Plan App: Floor Plans Without Measuring Tapes (aka The Coolest Thing Your Phone Can Do)
I’m trying really hard right now to write this posts without using excessive exclamation points. It’s a struggle because one of my coworkers recently sent me what I’m pretty sure is the coolest app ever invented!!! Sorry, I couldn’t help myself. But
My Christmas Tree Is Currently In My Kitchen (and other things you can judge me for)
First of all, totally unrelated to the topic of this post but as a follow-up to my last one, guess who successfully mowed all two acres of her lawn today without cutting off a toe? Yes. Yes, I did. And I am
Taming The Jungle (Or the Back Field)
You know that phrase generally used after eating three pounds of pumpkin ravioli with a handful of buttered rolls and then washing it down with half of an apple pie about your eyes being bigger than your stomach? Clearly I would never
A Little Bit of Progress
You know how sometimes you go to blogs or turn on the TV and you see a gorgeous and completely finished before and after? Yeah. That’s not what this is. This is the chaos in the middle… Where the old, and apparently
Liberty House: Getting To Know You
I’ve been living at the Liberty House for almost a month now, and like newlyweds just back from a honeymoon all of the rainbows and roses have started fading from our relationship and shit is getting real. Like when I wake up
Plumbing 101: Replacing Delta Jetted Shower Trim
Hey, what’s it called again when you buy a bigass house with three full bathrooms and none of them contain a working shower? Oh, right. Irony. That was the story of my life for the first two weeks I owned the Liberty
Burn Baby, Burn
If anyone ever wanted to do a social experiment on “habit beyond all reason” the first place they should start is my kitchen. At the Memorial House I got into the habit of sorting all of the trash into garbage, burnables, compost,
Buying a House Through GoHoming.com or Altisource: An Epic Journey & Review
The time between when I first saw my future house (from the outside only) to the time the final bid had to be placed through the online auction at gohoming.com was approximately five hours. Five hours does not give a girl a
Starting a Room: The Pink Parlor
It’s hard to believe it’s been a month since I closed on the Liberty House, but here we are… one new roof, one working boiler, one sanded and refinished floor, one fully unpacked kitchen, and a whole lot of not-unpacked boxes stashed
Changing an Electric Dryer Cord (Brought To You From The Eight Inch Space Behind The Washer)
Here’s an interesting look into my psyche: While I’ve made it very clear on this website that I’d rather have a two foot long chunk of wood shoved under the skin of my finger than do laundry regularly, there also appears to
Small Wins
Since it is taking hours upon hours to paint all of the wainscoting in the Not-Pink Parlor and I needed to be able to check a couple of things off my list in order to feel right about the universe, I decided
Things That Wouldn’t Get Built Without My Mom: Fences, Pergolas, Houses
There are a lot of times when I start a big project on my own and then at some point–usually when I find myself wedged between a large piece of lumber and my garage, flailing around helplessly and hoping a neighbor will
Built-Ins In The Bathroom (Maybe)
You may have noticed on my Master List that there are at least three rooms in the Liberty House that will eventually have built-in shelves and storage. I need places to put things, otherwise I set them down in the middle of
The Month of May
I know that all of you think I took one look at that bigass list I wrote, fell out of my chair, and have by lying on the kitchen floor contemplating the purpose of linoleum and how the hell I’m going to
Liberty House: The Master List
Updated: 8/16/2012 While I’m only making incremental progress (read: just barely keeping things from falling apart) on the Liberty House, I dream of a day when I’ll be checking things off my list left and right. Since I’ve had almost no success
Magic Plan App: Floor Plans Without Measuring Tapes (aka The Coolest Thing Your Phone Can Do)
I’m trying really hard right now to write this posts without using excessive exclamation points. It’s a struggle because one of my coworkers recently sent me what I’m pretty sure is the coolest app ever invented!!! Sorry, I couldn’t help myself. But
My Christmas Tree Is Currently In My Kitchen (and other things you can judge me for)
First of all, totally unrelated to the topic of this post but as a follow-up to my last one, guess who successfully mowed all two acres of her lawn today without cutting off a toe? Yes. Yes, I did. And I am
Taming The Jungle (Or the Back Field)
You know that phrase generally used after eating three pounds of pumpkin ravioli with a handful of buttered rolls and then washing it down with half of an apple pie about your eyes being bigger than your stomach? Clearly I would never
A Little Bit of Progress
You know how sometimes you go to blogs or turn on the TV and you see a gorgeous and completely finished before and after? Yeah. That’s not what this is. This is the chaos in the middle… Where the old, and apparently
Liberty House: Getting To Know You
I’ve been living at the Liberty House for almost a month now, and like newlyweds just back from a honeymoon all of the rainbows and roses have started fading from our relationship and shit is getting real. Like when I wake up
Plumbing 101: Replacing Delta Jetted Shower Trim
Hey, what’s it called again when you buy a bigass house with three full bathrooms and none of them contain a working shower? Oh, right. Irony. That was the story of my life for the first two weeks I owned the Liberty
Burn Baby, Burn
If anyone ever wanted to do a social experiment on “habit beyond all reason” the first place they should start is my kitchen. At the Memorial House I got into the habit of sorting all of the trash into garbage, burnables, compost,
Buying a House Through GoHoming.com or Altisource: An Epic Journey & Review
The time between when I first saw my future house (from the outside only) to the time the final bid had to be placed through the online auction at gohoming.com was approximately five hours. Five hours does not give a girl a
Starting a Room: The Pink Parlor
It’s hard to believe it’s been a month since I closed on the Liberty House, but here we are… one new roof, one working boiler, one sanded and refinished floor, one fully unpacked kitchen, and a whole lot of not-unpacked boxes stashed
Changing an Electric Dryer Cord (Brought To You From The Eight Inch Space Behind The Washer)
Here’s an interesting look into my psyche: While I’ve made it very clear on this website that I’d rather have a two foot long chunk of wood shoved under the skin of my finger than do laundry regularly, there also appears to
