After a week out-of-town for work, I was excited to get out to the house today. Christine and I packed up our cleaning supplies and the boys and headed out to the job site. Upon arrival I opened the creaky front door to find my brother was busy picking tape off the floor where the painters had masked everything. Tony was patiently installing all the interior door knobs. We took a quick around and then went upstairs to start cleaning up. The carpet we picked out for the second floor was ultra soft underfoot. It’s green sage color looked really nice and appropriate for the house’s decor. All over there were new things to discover, as much work transpired in my absence. Christine set about getting every penny out our Dyson vacuum, as she swept up all the fuzzy carpet pieces that resulted from the carpet installation earlier in the week. The house is now kid friendly. Both boys had a blast running around upstairs getting in our way.
My first order of business was to clean up the windows. I used a flat head screwdriver to push in the expansion pipes behind the flexible window trim. You may remember back when the window were installed, I crimped and hit the ends of the pipes with some clear silicone. The pipes did have a foil balloon attached so that the argon gas inside could expand as the windows traveled over the Rockies….the balloons gave the gas a place to expand into thus keeping the windows from exploding. Pushing in the wire looking pipes into the trim was tedious and some windows were better than others. Once behind the trim I employed a razor blade to scrape off all the paint overspray and window stickers. A wipe down with Windex and a rag finished that task. I forget how many windows we have but I got ’em all clean upstairs and can finish the rest tomorrow. The impressive window wall in our studios required the use of a really cool A-frame ladder that the painters had left on site. I need to get something like that once we move in. Worked really well for cleaning otherwise unapproachable windows.
Sweeping the new carpet has to be one of the most rewarding jobs during the whole project. Christine is keeping most of the house cleaning duties to herself as she finds great pleasure and ownership in the various tasks. We did switch halfway through and I swept up the stairs. The staircase is incredibly nice. The guys at Carpet Warehouse did a great job wrapping each tread individually with a 2′ wide swath of the green carpet that was used upstairs. A lot of the remainders were able to be used which kept the material out of the landfill. It’s a nice combination: the carpet, maple treads and the white railing. The white support trim piece under each tread provided the perfect start / stop spot for the carpet wrapping the treads. I really like the wood flooring on the landings too. Having landings afford us the opportunity to place additional art or furniture pieces on site, regardless of the square footage of the landings. One unfortunate omission is a light on our lower landing thus making it a bit dark. Our youngest enjoyed practicing his stair crawling techniques on his new treads; even scooted down backwards a few steps for the first time.
We’ll sweep the master suite tomorrow. It’s brown shaggy carpet felt wonderful walking across it as well. Way up top in the attic there’s a light brown “berber” type flat carpet with a subtle dimensional grid pattern. James had a fantastic time running around in circles and jumping off of window sills. The attic will be great for writing, reading, and stormy summer camp outs with the boys.
We had a tour earlier in the week. Our architect brought out his second year architecture class to see the place. I wish I could have joined them, as I always enjoy showing off Joe’s latest masterpiece. The report I got back was that the students liked the house and said the attic is “sick”, which I believe is a good thing.
Al, our Italian (I think he’s Italian) mason, whom I can barely understand, stopped out. I asked him to mortar some of the stone fireplace crevices in an effort to better camouflage the fact our stone is fake cultured stone. I don’t know Al well but he used to work on our jobs decades ago when my brothers built houses, and I was a good old-fashioned rough carpenter. Was good to see him again. I hope that he can do the exterior stone on the house, once we have the funds to make that happen. He’s a good guy and pretty much the best mason you’ll find this side of the Atlantic.
I’ll leave you with today’s pics and their commentary.