5.10.2009

Hot, Wet, & Sticky

Wallpaper Removal.

Anyone who has enjoyed removing decades old wallpaper, say "Aye!".

*crickets*

Remember how I told you about, and showed you, all the freaking wallpaper in our house?

Exhibit A


Exhibit B


Exhibit C



Previously, we (Daniel) had attempted to remove it using the heat gun. It worked so well on the contact paper, we thought we'd give it a shot. It did not work well on the old, old wallpaper stuck to original plaster walls. So, then, we (Daniel) attempted to use a water and fabric softener solution to remove the wallpaper. This method also, did not work well.

So, on Saturday we went to Home Depot (our new hang-out) to rent a wallpaper steamer.



This thing actually worked pretty well. It was still a hot, wet, sticky, messy process that required considerable patience, but we managed to remove all of the wallpaper in the entire kitchen (even the little strips above the cabinets), and in the hallway and in the pink bathroom. And it was only $32 to rent for 24 hours.







So, now instead of dark blue wallpaper with little columns of pink roses, or pink paisley wallpaper, we have lovely old water stained plaster walls which will require patching, sanding, priming, and painting.

One step at a time...

5.08.2009

Are You Tired Of House Posts Yet?

I'm finding it extremely difficult to concentrate steadily on anything but my new house and it's current state of transfiguration. Last night, Daniel went out to the house to take some boxes over and talk to our contractor - again, without me because I was at the office until 8:30 p.m. Blah.

The brick re-pointing has been finished on the back terrace. Basically, re-pointing bricks just means cleaning them up, replacing or repairing any damaged bricks and re-mortaring the brick joints. It's a maintenance thing to keep any brick structures from crumbling to bits. And the non-painted, exposed brick of the terrace seriously needed some maintenance. Here's a picture of the steps after being newly re-pointed yesterday.



Our contractor, who is a hoot and a total pleasure to work with, sent new pictures of the work they've been doing on the master bathroom. The plumber was there today, re-plumbing everything and upgrading pipes and connectors and such.



We've come up with an interesting design (well, I guess we didn't really "come up" with it since they've been doing something similar in Japan for ages) to accommodate our smallish space. Since we absolutely want a walk-in, tiled shower stall, but also want a soaking tub, we're going to combine the two. So, you'll walk through the glass shower door into the tiled shower stall and just beyond, tucked in a sort of nook, will be the soaking tub. Get it? No? Never mind then, just wait til I post pictures of the finished design.
Right now, it looks like this:



Oh, and the mystery of the mystery tile has been solved. It's the glass tile we're going to be using as an accent in the shower. The shower will be tiled mainly with black slate, but then we're going to do a band of decorative glass tile. Our contractor brought us a sample of said glass tile. Mystery solved.

5.06.2009

Renovation By Proxy

Buying a house is awesome. Buying a house and not being able to ever see it, SUCKS.

Yes, that’s right, due to the fact that I leave for work at 7 a.m. and don’t return from work until 8:30 p.m. (yes, even on the weekends), I have zero time to drive over to our newly purchased house to help with the renovations.

Being forced to stay on the sidelines during this project is maddening.

Fortunately, because Daniel is aware of my slight control freak nature, he sends me text messages with pictures attached whenever he is at the house. Cuz he's the best, that's why!

Last night, after work, he went to Home Depot to pick out the range hood – he’s the kitchen guy, so that decision is all his! Then he went to the house to clean.

Yes, we are aware there is massive rehab going on in our house and cleaning at this point is mostly futile, but there is one large bedroom where NOTHING is happening. Not one thing.

Sooooo, what we thought was that we could use this room to get a jump on moving. You know, haul over a handful of boxes every time we go over there so when we REALLY move (in ONE fucking month – AHH!), there won’t be as much to move. Good plan, right?

But we don’t want to pile a bunch of stuff in a room that is filthy and filled with ladybug carcasses, so Daniel cleaned it.

You should know that he’s a little obsessed with the hardwood floors in our house and is always researching the best ways to care for them, clean them, be one with them . . .etc. So he got this stuff at Home Depot specifically for hardwood floor rejuvenation and went at it.

And sent me a text message with this picture attached: Look at the shine!



Indeed.

He also sent me a picture of our brand new HVAC unit! Woo hoo!



In case you hadn't noticed, the camera on his phone is not a high quality piece of photographic equipment. Here's another picture of our new HVAC unit taken by our contractor with his camera phone.



Daniel also showed me that our contractor had picked up our new bathroom sinks and vanities. Yay!



And also that there was some curious tile in the kitchen that neither one of us knew anything about. Hmmmm... Will have to ask contractor about mystery tile.



Even though I can't be there, Daniel is making sure I get to share in the exciting renovation process via text messages and pics - slightly fuzzy, out-of-focus pictures, but pictures nonetheless. Cuz he's the best, that's why!

5.04.2009

Metamorphosis

Our house is going through a transformation, a metamorphosis. And it's cool to witness the stages. Last week, our contractors gutted, GUTTED, our master bathroom and framed it out.





They also cleaned out our crawlspace and remediated the mold down there. They ripped out the old HVAC unit and cleaned (and replaced where necessary) the duct work all throughout the house. They removed the old kitchen applicances and took up the sub-flooring in the kitchen.





And they are making a royal mess of the place. Our little house is in its "ugly phase".



Daniel removed wallpaper in the kitchen this weekend along with the tack strips in the basement. Tack strips that were nailed INTO the concrete. Good times.



And the yard... Uh. I don't even want to talk about the yard. We've had non-stop rain for the past 5 days (seriously) and our yard is now officially a jungle. And we do not have a mower. And it is low on our list of priorities. So, we'll just have to live in a jungle for a while.

5.01.2009

Biological Inequality

I need to start this post off by affirming that I am a feminist in every sense of the word. And while I realize the personal meaning of the word “feminist” can vary widely from individual to individual, I generally assume that when one claims a feminist stance, they believe fundamentally in the social, political and economic equality of the sexes.

In college, my feminist student organization would have a bake sale every year to 1.) raise funds for a local women's shelter and 2.) raise awareness on the discrepancy of pay between males and females. So, if we were selling a dozen cookies for a dollar to men, women would only be charged 80 cents (or whatever the average difference was at that time) for the same dozen cookies to help illustrate the disparity. Of course, we got a lot of flack for this little stunt every year (in addition to our many other awareness raising activities on campus), not only from men, but from women as well.

And I always wondered how people couldn’t or wouldn’t see the simplicity of the situation. Equal Pay for Equal Work! How hard of a concept is that!? Why should equally qualified and talented women be paid any less for doing the same exact work as a man? It seemed like a no-brainer.

Fast forward 11 or 12 years.

I work in a male dominated professional field. And although I am aware of it, I don’t typically think much of it. There are certainly more female architects today than there were 20 years ago, and in my personal experience, the blatant prejudices you encounter as a female architect are few and far between. In my office, we are asked not to discuss our salaries with our co-workers, so I have no idea what the compensation comparison is for women and men in my office, but I have no reason to believe there is any gender discrimination going on.

In my firm of 28 architects, 4 of us are women.

Last Friday, one of those women was put on bed rest for the next 6 weeks (or until she goes into delivery). This woman is the project coordinator on the project that I’m working on. The same project that is on a fast track schedule to begin with and recently had an entire month cut out of the timeline in order to meet the CON deadline. The same project that is already causing me to spend less time at my new house and more time in my office.

Believe it or not, this one inconveniently timed bed rest thing, puts a strain on nearly our entire office. Part of it is simply bad timing. Nevertheless, people have to be shuffled, gaps have to be filled, extra hours have to be put in, all because one woman chose to procreate. On top of that, as project coordinator, she was in a position of responsibility and leadership. She has critical information about the project that few other people have. And now she is suddenly and unexpectedly gone.

Okay, so our lead architect on the project, a male, could've been hit by a car last week and put in the hospital to recover for 6 weeks and we'd be in a similar situation.

But here's the thing, when an employer hires a woman, there is a high risk involved that she will get pregnant (a higher risk than a man getting hit by a car). From the employer's perspective, nothing good can come of this. First, there's the chance that there will be complications and she will be put on bed rest (check!). Then, she is legally allowed to take up to four months off of work after the birth of her child while her position remains empty and open until her return. Then, if she decides to be a stay-at-home mother instead of returning to the work force, the company has lost a valuable employee in whom they've invested a lot of time and money. And, even if she does decide to return to work after having a baby, she is inevitably going to require special allowances. She will most likely be taking time off more frequently because no longer will her career be her first priority. Working the late hours that is often necessary in our line of work, will no longer be an option for her.

This boogers things up mightily.

And yes, I realize we did not choose to be the sole child-bearers on the planet, but we are. And yes, I realize that some men take paternity leave, but it's not nearly as common as maternity leave. And it's even less common for a man to quit his job after the birth of his child. And unheard of for a man to take time out of his work day to pump breast milk.

So, it kinda sucks for women in fields of work that are not "mother-friendly". Unless you are a sole practitioner, architects rarely are able to work from home. We are brought up in a "studio culture" and it is a firmly ingrained tradition from which few are able to deviate. Architects also do not "job share" or work part time hours. The nature of the work simply doesn't allow that kind of convenience.

So, it's understandable that employers in such fields have to take the child-bearing risk into consideration. Women, while equal in talent and dedication to men, become a greater liability if/when they decide to have a kid.

It's completely plausible that when the next big project comes around, and the partners are looking to put a design team together, they think twice about putting someone like me in a position of leadership and responsibility. Someone who is 33 (a year younger than my co-worker who is now on bed-rest), and about to get married. Even if I get paid the same as the men in my office, opportunities for advancement may be fewer, because consciously or unconsciously, I am considered a liability due to my functioning uterus.

While I want it to be as simple as Equal Pay for Equal Work, I fear the female reproductive ability is the monkey wrench in that equation.