Saturday, March 30, 2013

Already Finished -Before and Afters

Tiny kitchen gets part of a wall knocked out (and floor torn out)
Other side of the kitchen. Pink floor gone, much more open. word.

Master bedroom gets a deck and a window turned into a patio slider.....

The Master Bath - Before

The Gloriousness of The Master Bathroom as-bought. You wish you had this pepto bismo - aquamarine awesomeness at your house. I'm tearing this mutha out, first chance I get.

Wednesday, March 27, 2013

Suddenly, Chickens.

No seriously. I was at the start of a nasty bout of flu, I had just finished a project in another city two hours away for my "real-job" and I noticed the farm store. Hmmm, I thought, I've been looking for a trough to use in my bare-earth to magic-veggie-garden remodel and I should check that place.  To quote Kit verbatim (over at "I just happened to be at Tractor Supply on Saturday, and there just happened to be chicks in the breeds I was considering making adorable little chirping noises that sounded remarkably like they were calling my name, and then I may have blacked out for a minute and the next thing I know I’m sitting in the car with this little box of nuggets next to me."  You cannot make this shit up.  Had I been thinking about chickens for my little urban garden experiment? Absolutely. Did I own anything that might indicate chickens were actually on the horizon (Like a coop or a chicken feeder thingy or even a book on chickens?) Nyet. Nein. Nope.  And Suddenly, Chickens.  Six of them. Girls.  and two hours to drive home wondering what the proper ambient car temperature is for 6 tiny little fuzzbuckets that make WAY more noise than someone who's never owned chickens would expect. And, oh hell, where am I going to put 6 tiny baby chickens that my 3 oversized dogs won't think they are scooby snacks? nuts.

That was one week ago. And I'm proud to announce all 6 baby chickenses are still flapping and squawking on this earth. I screwed a bunch of scrap together for an outdoor playpen and acquired a darling hot pink kiddie pool perfect for six chicken girls to start life in. In my home office. I even acquired 'chick grit' and have been frantically searching the internet for urban coop plans. Because now. Oh yes now. The little chicken girls are getting feathered up. And discovering that they can flap them little wings something Fierce. And flying chickens have not yet been prepared for. Only cute squawky running chickens. What to do? Two words. Chicken Guantanamo. and I need to get my arse in gear building a coop.

Caro is going to be a lap-chicken

The night residence

 Oh my god. Coop construction begins tomorrow. I think I'm going to adapt something like THIS:

Because when you live on 1/4 acre in the middle of a large city, space and style are at a premium.

Monday, March 25, 2013

The First Ten Months - Exterior

And what, you might wonder, does an overambitious, type A single woman decide to do first? Something nice and safe and tame like painting a room? or knocking down all the cobwebs?  NAAAHHHH. Let's make a list of "shit I feel like doing to the house".....

1.) New Roof - I don't know why, but I've always seen this house as a Mediterranean beauty with a large front courtyard and a water-wise California front garden.
After ripping Two different roofs off.....
New Tile Roof? Hells Yes.

Now we're getting somewhere.....

2.) New Exterior Paint - Peachy beige is not working for me. Maybe something is a bright cream color?

I live in this room more than the living room...

3.) A big, livable front courtyard with raised beds.......

 4.) Start getting rid of that water-sucking green lawn (I live in an irrigated desert, ya know). Alright, I admittedly only got half done before I burned out (and nearly threw out my back shoveling out lawn and shoveling in DG.

 One side of lawn out out, One side of garden bliss in...

And now, for my next act..... the biohazard suit - worthy interior........

Saturday, March 23, 2013

The House I Bought.

There she is. My first house. Purchased 10 months ago and in need of a serious overhaul. So you know that saying about your eyes being bigger than your stomach? In my case it's all about my "I can totally learn to remodel the whole house myself" being larger than my rational brain. And so it began....... Did I mention I didn't even own a drill or a saw at the time of purchase? Or that I tend to get in a little bit over my head? Giddyup.

And yes, it came with it's own stockpile of abandoned crap and squatter trash. Yippee!