The Security Bars are Off!

I can’t tell you what a difference it makes to have the security bars taken off our windows. Before moving into this house, we never lived anywhere that had them. So for me, it was really a depressing experience looking out the windows everyday and seeing bars. Each time I looked at them, it tugged at my spirit just a little.

Some people like security bars, and maybe if we lived in a crime prone area I would be grateful for them, but that’s not the case. After the guys removed the bars, I literally felt like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders. I guess its because I already have been tied to the house due to my grand daughter’s special needs. We can’t just up and take her places with us and there are times where I won’t be able to get out of the house for two weeks or more….no exaggeration! So you can imagine what that can do to my psyche right? Having bars on the windows just exacerbated the whole situation. Well, the bars are gone, and every day I’m thankful for that!

We have been working on Vicki’s bathroom and bedroom over the last few weeks and its coming along very nicely. We wrapping things up in there, and as soon as we are done we’ll take pictures and post them, talking a little about the process.

I haven’t been online much at all, and since we shifted gears in the house to kick it up a notch pushing to get more done quickly, I need to sacrifice my blogging time for a little while. I’ll be back soon though, taking a break in a little over a week from now.

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Jerry-Rigged Debacle

“Jerry-rigged” From the Merriam-Webster online dictionary

Main Entry: jer·ry–rigged

Pronunciation: \ˈjer-ē-ˌrigd\
Function: adjective
Etymology: probably blend of jerry-built and jury-rigged
Date: 1959

: organized or constructed in a crude or improvised manner

The photo on the left is what I found in Vicki’s bathroom after removing face plate. There is no electrical box to house the wires and there is a simple piece of wood screwed into the backside of the drywall to attach everything. This is a prime example of something being jerry-rigged. That picture was taken with a flash so you can’t see the nauseating yellow walls and ceiling. I do have a photo in the yellow’s natural state, and I can honestly say that my stomach was turning while I was painting the ceiling. Now, I have a few herniated discs and one blown disc in my neck, so looking up to paint the ceiling really hurts and makes me quite nauseous, but the yellow paint on the walls just aggravated my problem even more! I finally got done painting the ceiling yesterday, and today I’ll be working on the blue walls, banishing this yellow back to hell where it belongs! Vicki’s room, the hallway, kitchen, dining room, guest bedroom, Noah’s room, sun porch, and our two bathrooms all have this same putrid color. .

I took some pictures a few days ago…here is what the bathroom looked like without the flash and also when the orange light is turned on:

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How Time Flies!

Wow, we have been in our home for one month now, yet I feel like we just moved in. We are settling in, getting into the groove of things and acclimating to our lives here. I took a few days off from painting since my body was just aching and I was definitely feeling exhausted, but now I’m definitely more refreshed and ready for the next project. Our next project is Vicki’s bathroom.

So far, I did some of the prep work this past weekend, and today I’ll be finishing it so I can start to paint. Vicki loves the light blue that is on her walls in her office and opted to bring that color into her bathroom. Her bathroom, like the office and laundry room must have had some work done to it, because upon closer inspection, I can see where they fixed the walls, sanded them down and left them with a very smooth surface. There were little holes just from nails and then all the holes that I made taking the molly’s out of the wall. There were old wooden towel bars which were painted over, and when I removed them, off came the top layer of paint, to show the oil based enamel underneath. I have no problem with enamel, but when a person just applies semi-gloss paint on top without doing the prep work, you can take just a fingernail and start peeling the paint off. Not good!

The next problem was the god-awful light fixture that looks like a relic from the dark ages to me. It glows yellow when the light is on, to match the “sunshine” yellow paint that covers almost every room in the house…floor to ceiling. We have the same problem with the front entry door. It has this orange glass that when the sun is shining through, it casts a yellow/orange haze into the foyer and dining room. Anyway, Dom removed the light for me yesterday so that I could get back to work in there. When I tried to remove the light fixture myself, after unscrewing the face plate, I was standing on Vicki’s sink in horror as I saw wiring that was just coming out of the wall. There was no box inside the wall to house the wires! Horror.  He’ll be putting in a new box over the next few days, and when I’m done painting, the new fixture will go up. I know that in the future we’ll be doing an overhaul on the bathrooms, getting rid of the old cabinets and cultured marble vanity, and bringing each of them into the 21st century, but for now, a paint job, new fixtures and faucets, mirrors and such will go a long way!

While I was enjoying those few days off, my mind began to focus on the exterior of the house and the land. We have a great slope to the property. I was busy observing where the water has been flowing down the property and also the greenest areas overtaken by tumbleweeds that are still young. It helps to know where the water flows so we can best decide which fruit trees need more water, and where to place other trees that do not require much at all. It makes me antsy just sitting there planning it all out. I want to do it now! A week ago I ordered Italian Cypress seeds, Honey Locust and Quaking Aspen seeds. They are the first in my collection. Next will be Acacia, Black Locust, Choke Cherry, Sand Cherries, Mulberry, Apricot, and a few others that will definitely serve as forage for our future chickens. I’m only talking about some trees right now, but the list kind of keeps growing so I don’t want to put everything here in this entry. I’ll talk more about the chickens and the kind of coop we’ll be building at a later time. Needless to say, I have chickens on the brain and I’m looking forward to providing a place they can be happy and thrive.

Everyone has their favorite chickens, but for us it’s the Silkie Bantam. They are just the sweetest things ever. Of course we plan on having many favorites, but for now the Silkie takes the cake.

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Back to School

Well, its that time of year again where kids everywhere flock back to school. The clothes are purchased, the school supplies are bountiful and the nervous excitement comes over them as they begin to wrap their minds around another year of school. “What will my teachers be like? Will I be in classes with my friends? What pretty girl or good looking boy will I meet?” For my son Noah, its just a little different than that. He will be entering a new school district where he doesn’t know any of the kids. The apprehension was running high for him over the last few days because of a mix up in where he thought he would be attending. We live in the village of Los Lunas, and just assumed that he would be attending the Los Lunas Middle School, so my husband took him down to register him there. Noah was very impressed with the school and was truly excited and looking forward to going there. Then bad news struck from across the street. We live across the street from a retired sheriff who actually works at the school Noah should have been signed up for. My neighbor started talking about the school and filling Noah in on the kinds of kids that attend, but Noah had his heart set on going to the other middle school. Nothing would snap him out of the bad news. He had visions of some back woods school where guns and knives were the norm I think. Yesterday I had to take him to the “other” middle school and he was dreading it the whole drive. I found the address of the school, and that is where the odyssey of actually reaching the destination began! Google driving directions let me down big time as drove in circles around the same area thinking that I must have left out a street or something like that. We were driving for well over an hour, asking random people if they knew where the school was…to no avail. We called the school for directions, yet the directions they gave were not helpful at all, especially since all the major street signs out on the mesa were non-existent. Driving down long stretches of road in the desert, turning around and going in another direction was just making me nuts! Finally we pull into an elementary school and decide to ask there for directions. Did we get proper directions from this elementary school? NO! Finally a parent in the school was able to give us the actual directions. The middle school wasn’t close like others had said…nope, it was more than six miles away in a direction that we would have never gone.

We got to the school, and I was impressed with the school staff, the building and also what they had to offer Noah in terms of being in the gifted and talented program. I truly think that he had visions of being in some hot trailer out on the mesa somewhere near a shanty town of some sort. Not true. It was a very nice school.

As I write this, Noah is busy getting ready to go. Today will be an “off day” for him and many other new students who will be sitting in the guidance counselor’s office awaiting their schedule. Noah’s biggest fear was being in classes that don’t challenge him since he is an advanced student, excelling in every class he takes. The guidance counselor was able to relieve those fears when she told him that she would place him in pre-AP courses. I know that he felt better about that.

I’ll miss having him here during the day! He is such a great kid. While many parents celebrate the first day of school because their kids drove them crazy all summer, I’ll be singing a dirge.

*just a little side note…

In the pictures I posted of Noah, you can see all the big ass green tumble weeds. He and my husband have been busy removing all of them. Tumble weeds set seed with their prickly seed getting into everything. As those seeds fall to the ground, we pick them up on the bottom of our shoes and actually end up tracking them into the house! If you’ve never had one of these things stuck in your foot, I can liken it to stepping on a sharp tack! The secret is to remove them before they set seed, and hopefully each year the amount of tumble weeds decrease.

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The Laundry Room is Finished

This entry is part 3 of 2 in the series laundry room

At last, the laundry room is finished. It feels good to have two rooms completed, and now we are on the hunt for some decorating elements to really make the room shine. For me it takes time to find the right objects to dress the room. I can’t just hang a picture and be done with it…no, unfortunately I obsess about what is missing from a design aspect, and then go blank, making the situation worse for myself. You may be thinking, “Uh? So what! Its just a laundry room”, but for me, regardless of what room it is, I need it to feel like home.

Next year we will be replacing the doors and repairing the floor. Both are functional right now, just not as pretty as I would like. We wouldn’t even attempt to paint the existing doors in the laundry room (or anywhere else in the house) because of the super high gloss that is on the doors. It doesn’t make sense for us to spend hours gumming up the sander just to get a surface that is paintable since we hate the doors anyway and we want six panel doors instead.

Of course this room took longer than it should have also, but that’s ok because it was worth it. The washer and dryer we have was purchased from Sears and it works beautifully. The problem with the dryer, however, was that when we purchased it, they didn’t tell us that we needed to purchase the PLUG to actually hook the damn thing up! So we just took the plug off of the old dryer and used that instead.

The utility sink was a pain in the ass as well. We couldn’t get the proper legs needed for a sink we brought with us when we moved in, so Dom went and got a utility sink kit that had everything needed…legs, fittings, faucet. If we put this thing outside, I can guarantee it would blow away at the lightest breeze. Dom will be attaching it to the concrete floor this weekend to prevent it from shifting. If you touch this thing, it moves.

Here is a before and after picture of the room. The photo on the left is of the previous owner:

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Refrigerated Air at Last!

This entry is part 1 of 0 in the series Refrigerated Air

How awesome it is to have real air conditioning again. On the first day they were here, they needed to take out the swamp cooler and do some work up in the attic, which meant being without any type of cooling other than fans for the next few days.

While we were very hot and uncomfortable, it was well worth the wait! Our house is cooling down right now and we are starting to feel more comfortable. It’s been about a year and a half since I had proper air conditioning, and now everyone in the house just sits and smiles at each other, taking in a huge sigh of relief as we cool down. The weather here has been very humid which makes the temperature outside feel like its 100 degrees, and it was no better in the house.

The company we chose to do our refrigerated air conversion was Custom-Air, Inc. We had quotes from other companies, but they wanted to charge way more and also include unnecessary features. When Rick (co-owner of Custom-Air) came out to do the estimate, I cringed all the way through the estimate, wondering if he was going to over charge for installation. He gave us a ball park figure, went back to his office and within the next day emailed me a quote. I smiled and felt relieved, especially since one of the other companies wanted to actually charge over $10,000 for their bottom of the barrel refrigerated air units as well as the “work” they were going to have to do to make the conversion happen.

This house was once cooled with refrigerated air, so all the registers and the power needed for the unit were all ready in place. We were going to also need new vents put into our new living room, which was converted from a garage into a day care center by the previous owners. They never put air conditioning in that room, and quite frankly, I’m wondering how uncomfortable those little children must have been during the hot days of summer.

One of the things that impressed me most about Custom-Air is that they are owner operators. Dave (co-owner) was on the job with Antonio, making the magic happen. Oh, believe me…they are the magic men! LOL Both Dave and Antonio were extremely professional, knowledgeable and friendly. I highly recommend them if you ever need work done.

The system they installed was a Rheem five ton heating and cooling unit.  While we didn’t have them hook up the gas line to the the unit right now, we like that we do have that option in the future as a back up method, should something happen to our furnace before we get it converted over to solar heating.

Here are some more photos of the process:

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Laundry Room Wall Progress

This entry is part 2 of 2 in the series laundry room

Last night when Dom got home, he was able to cut the new sheet rock, put in the insulation and start the first coat of wall compound.

Today I finished up the wall. In the pictures below, I only got pictures with the first layer of compound…however three layers were applied, each one sponged and sanded and finally priming the wall and adding texture. I know that technically I should have waited to actually prime the wall, but we REALLY need to do some laundry soon! I’ll have to just be really careful tomorrow when I finish up the painting in that area.

Next up is putting the final coat of paint on the cabinets, painting three of the walls the new white color and finally tomorrow, painting the rest of the blue wall and installing the base trim.

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Old house, New Mindset

This entry is part 1 of 2 in the series laundry room

Old houses can come with many challenges, but they can also be very rewarding. Our house has great bones and it is very well built…it’s just cosmetically challenged. The next project we were working on was laundry room. Dom had to go back to work and since he works two jobs, sometimes its hard for him to get to the things I need him to do so I can finish what I’m working on. That’s what happened in the laundry room. I started painting even though the old washing machine wasn’t removed yet. I figured I’d get as much as I could done while waiting for Dom to have a moment to take out the washing machine and the utility sink. I was able to get the dryer out, but the hose to the cold water line was stuck on there and there was no way in hell that I was going to attempt to take that sucker off without him being there. I had visions of our home being flooded by huge gushes of water, and water damage or mold is not my idea of making home improvements. So I tried to wait patiently. My biggest fear was trying to loosen the hose and snapping off the pipe.

After assessing the hot and cold connections, he decided to put new ones on. I guess the previous owners must have had some issues with the valves and did a little repair work themselves, but I know based on what I saw, that they did it themselves. Instead of repairing the wall where the work was done, they just gobbed lots of wall compound on, left it to dry and then painted over it. They must have thought to themselves, “No one will see the botch job I did behind the washer, so who cares?” Uh…well, I CARE! Even though making repairs properly takes time, it is important not to cut corners. I didn’t care that the botch job behind the washing machine wouldn’t be seen, I needed to do it right. I took a chance at repairing the wall even though Dom hadn’t taken the hose off yet, and I think it came out pretty good. After slapping on some wall compound and letting it dry, I started sanding it down smooth, which was taking far longer than I would have liked. So I got out our finishing sander, plugged that puppy in and was able to get a fairly even surface. When walls have been textured, it is nearly impossible to make repaired areas look like they all blend, so we needed to get this texture spray paint to help it blend. It worked out well.

The next issue was the utility sink. We wanted to replace it with one that we already had, so Dom took it off the wall this past Saturday. After removing it, there was a problem. Like I said before, old houses can come with some challenges! We have copper pipes, and while Dom didn’t quiet explain what the problem was, he did tell me that new fittings would be needed for the hot and cold water. The hot and cold water for the utility sink had very little pressure, so after he removed everything, he and Noah went to Home Depot to get the parts they needed. He wanted to avoid having to sweat the pipes, so he got some compression valves. After putting them on, he looked at me and said, “I think I just tried to cut corners on that one…we’re gonna have to do it right.” LOL Back to Home Depot he went for all the tools necessary to sweat the pipes. A job that should have only taken at most an hour, turned into a ten hour day on Sunday. The first pipe he completed was for the hot water. Everything went smooth and the new valve was attached in a very short period of time. The cold water pipe was another story all together. He repeated the same process he did for the hot water pipe, but for some reason it wasn’t attaching properly. So he took the valve off and started all over again. About three hours later, he realized he was trying so hard that he actually bent the copper pipe to the point that it couldn’t be saved. Now he had to go back out to Home Depot and get a pipe cutter. Cutting the pipe meant needing to also break open the wall. So he cuts the pipe, cuts open the wall, and STILL, he can’t get a proper seal. Now one pipe that comes out of the wall is seriously shorter than the other, so back out to Home Depot he goes to get more pipe. Mind you, Home Depot isn’t real close! Anyway, he comes back, replaces the pipe he cut too short, and that sealed up just fine…however, he had the same exact problem AGAIN with his new pipe attached. He couldn’t get a proper seal on the valve! I thought my husband was gonna go crazy. Our swamp cooler and the water had to be shut down while he was working, and my husband was sitting on the floor in the corner of laundry room with torch in hand for almost ten hours at that point, only taking a break to eat or to go out to the store. Finally, it was done. He was able to get a proper seal.

That wasn’t the only thing we had to contend with that day. While he was busy doing that, we had to endure not having any available water ALL DAY! I’d keep forgetting that the water was turned off, and as I’d go to make a bottle for Simone, I’d remember. Or if I had to make food, or something simple and taken for granted like just going to the bathroom! We were all hot and clammy, and when the water finally was turned back on, jumping in the shower and FLUSHING the toilets were the first things we did.

Having an old house requires forming a new mindset. While the work may be daunting and all consuming, doing it properly the first time will save years heartache. As we start new projects in each room, we carefully look at all that we want to change and make our list of priorities. Important things like plumbing and electrical work come first, then we can go ahead and blaze forward making our house into a home.

Today we have a company coming to put in refrigerated air. We went back and forth over what kind of system to use. We wanted a Coolerado, but the cost of this unit as well as the lead time for getting it installed was about three weeks, and unfortunately we can not wait any longer. I’m not sure what to expect since the contractor told me it will take three days to install, due to the other work that must be done first in converting the swamp cooler back to refrigerated air, as well as putting in some new vents to our future living room. I don’t know if he will be taking the swamp cooler down today or if he’s going to wait till the last day. If the swamp cooler comes out today, we are going to be sweating up a storm…I HOPE it won’t be taken out till the last moment!

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Courtyard Fun

Today Noah taught Vicki how to use a skateboard…she did a great job!

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Roadrunners and Toads

Each morning when we sit outside to have coffee on the front porch we are delighted to see a pair of Roadrunners patrolling the property. I’ve seen them before out here in the high desert, but none that would actually want to come so close to us. They wander the property poking around the dirt for a nice big juicy beetle, lizards or even rattlesnakes. Yes, Roadrunners eat rattlesnakes, so needless to say, I’m delighted that they enjoy hanging around our house. Usually each morning one of the them comes up onto the porch and then takes an awkward attempt at flying into our massive bushes…then out pops the other Roadrunner and the two of them walk the property together.

I love sitting out on the porch and seeing all the interesting things that creep, crawl, fly and scurry. Early morning seems to be the best time to watch the hummingbirds fly in and out of the tumbleweeds growing on our property. I don’t know what they like so much about the weeds other than the fact that there is probably early morning dew that they are licking up, but they are just too darling for words. They buzz about browsing the tumbleweeds and bushes and then take off for our neighbor’s flowers. There are doves that hang out in our trees, scorpions that try to come into our house…well, they actually do get in! We caught one of the scorpions in a jar, and the other one actually stung Dom in the foot a few nights ago. Thankfully he isn’t allergic to scorpions, and the reaction he had to the sting was very minor. I gave him Benadryl and put ice on the area and by morning nothing was even there. He likens a scorpion’s sting to getting stung by a bee or wasp. After he was stung and came out of the bathroom, the scorpion followed him out and I smooshed it with my shoe. I’m still not completely sure exactly what kind of scorpion it was that stung him, but thankfully it wasn’t a Bark scorpion. I’m having a hard time identifying the one that we have in the jar too. I think I need a magnifier to see all the little details that make each kind of scorpion different from the next. They are fascinating creatures as long as they stay outside where the Roadrunners can pick them off one at a time.

We haven’t spent much time in the courtyard yet, but Noah was back there yesterday cleaning up the massive loads of dog crap the previous owners left for us in Simone’s play area, and while he was pulling up weeds and shoveling shit, out popped a New Mexico Spade foot toad. Oh my god! This toad was just the cutest thing ever. He put the toad in a container and brought the little cutie in so Simone could see it, and then we came out to the courtyard and released him. We all got our cameras and started taking pictures of him.

We had this leak in the the external water line that leads up to the swamp cooler, so we set him on the watered down concrete waiting for him to hop away. Armed with my camera, I was able to get a few seconds of this little guy.

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