Thursday, October 25, 2012

loft apartment

For those of you who know me and maybe have been wondering why I have been so reclusive, let me share with you  my latest consuming project; it has been the loft apartment that we are trying to build.  I shouldn't say "trying to build"; we ARE building it.  It just feels like its going really slowly when I am used to having as many crews as I need around me whenever I want something done.  Alas, since we are busy at work, and nobody is paying me to do this; its just me and whatever volunteer help I have at the moment.  

I have spent nearly every waking moment of daylight on this loft for the last month or two.  (With the exception for Apple Day and Salami Day) Now with the help of lights, I can spend waking moments of dark, as well.   It is really nice to have a project that is not only at my house so my kids can be around, but is actually working on my shed that has all my tools in it, instead of having to run back home after something, etc.  But now it is "crunch time."  Wifey's youngest sister, and her new husband Jonathon from China are supposed to be here in 3 or 4 weeks, and will be in our basement until we get done.  I don't pretend to think I can have it completely finished by the time they get here, but I may have a good start on it, by at least having it be a livable space, even if the bathroom and kitchen is incomplete. 
These pictures uploaded weird, so if you want to see them sequentially, start at the bottom and scroll up... 

My little helper and most faithful of followers!

Herself "hanging" out with me, even though I didn't need help.  She brings her magazines because she knows I get super bored without anybody around to harass.

Back when I did this stuff for a living; Moisture Resistant Sheetrock (for the bathroom) was Green; for some unknown reason, it is now Perry-winkle.

View of bedroom.



Ceiling insulated.

View from lower floor.


Stairs to loft


And then, just for fun, here is picture of my youngest with a good reason to wear shoes around...  He must have stomped his foot on them to get them stuck as bad as they were.  Poor little shaver...

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