day 24 of the remodel
i came home thursday night (day 22) to discover a beautiful countertop and beautiful floors, but no running water and no toilets. made for a rough nite. next morning the workers showed up and got to work on those things. i now have a working sink in the master bed/bath, a working shower, a working bath/shower, and two working toilets. the floors and stairs looks beautiful. the countertop, tho my second choice, looks very nice. the range, microwave and dishwasher were delivered late yesterday. wish they could have been installed for the weekend, but you cant have everything. the new refrigerator comes on tuesday. currently my old fridge is chugging away from a plug in the dining room, near the front door.
all of this has made for some interesting living patterns. the running water is in the master bath. the allowed-to-use toilet for yesterday is in the second bath (other one still had wet grout). the fridge is downstairs, as are the dishware and food supplies, but i can only make things upstairs (no water downstairs). this morning i had a glorious shower and brushed my teeth, went downstairs to gather supplies from the dining room fridge, the bags of saved dry goods and the bowls and cups and utensils in the cabinets. took everything upstairs. washed the accumulated dust and dirt of three weeks remodeling from the various eating implements in the bathroom sink and made some granola with yogurt. ate on the bed. washed out the bowl and spoon. took the yogurt back down to the fridge. liberated the coffeemaker (yes!) from under two layers of stored detritus, plugged it in by the bathroom sink and made the first pot of coffee generated in this apartment since the remodel began. oh so good. i now have a micro mini kitchen in my bathroom. so long as there’s coffee it should get me through the weekend, along with the grocery store salads in the fridge.
one incident yesterday i’m not too happy about. the workers usually park in my neighbors’ parking spaces during the work day. they’ve become a bit blase about it. i gave them notes to put on their cars the first week, but over time they stopped worrying about it. yesterday one of my neighbors called the police on the worker’s truck, ticketed it and came within two minutes of having it towed. the poor worker is stuck with a 250 dollar ticket. (which i imagine will find its way to my final bill…). i asked the neighbor, who obviously knew where to find both me and the workers, and he admitted he knew how to find them and ask them to move, but he didnt because ‘it wasnt the first time’ and he was tired of complaining to them. he then admitted that it hadnt been this guy. before, but other workers. i told him i was sorry they’d used his space and wd remind them all not to use it again. i’m not happy about all this because although he was totally within his rights, he knew where to find me and where to find the worker, and if this had been a continuing problem for him i wd have appreciated a headsup so i cd have prevented the problem. and i know for sure that the floorwork had prevented anyone being at my place for several days, so his complaints must have been from earlier on, yet he never said anything. and this is the guy who routinely parks on the street almost every nite anyway, leaving his space empty. ah well.
my best case scenario would have had us finished this week, but there’s still a lot to do. however we’re on the downhill side now, with most of the major stuff accomplished, and the hard part will be to keep all the niggly stuff from spooling out for too long.