It was cold Saturday morning. Close to frost cold. At about 9 I was moving some things from the attic of my studio and noticed this. It is very clear where my hours of insulating are and how much it paid off. There is no heat escaping from that space. Now the rest of the house??? Who knows if this matters to anyone when looking at a house but it does to me. It makes me feel as though I have done something worthwhile and responsible.
The floors are in and I started trimming out the doors and windows. Primmer coat is on the walls and I should be able to start painting tomorrow.
Zanne found this sink at the restore for 10 dollars. I made the legs from some pieces of mahogany. I am picking up the faucet tomorrow and should have it functional in the evening.
This step gives head room in the mud room which is a premium on the first floor of this house, 6 foot 4 inches in the kitchen. But in the new space we arrive at close to 12 feet at some points.
Had I known we were going to be moving I might not have taken on such a huge project but in retrospect I feel it was the right thing to do. It is really an amazing edition. Unlike a lot of the editions I work on it doesn’t change the foot print of the house nor does it feel like it is taking away from what was already there. I tried to maintain the quirkiness of the houses layout and give the house traveler a surprise at every turn. After almost three years of fighting this place I feel I have created something that will be fun and comfortable to live in. It just won’t be us living in it.
Looking good. What a difference.