6:00 a.m.
I got the kitchen ladder and climbed up on it to reach the top cupboard above the range, where the appliance to create aqueous oxygen had been stored for many years. It has not been used since the contractor dug up around the basement, and I killed all the mould and mildew, spores included, in the suddenly dry basement. Now there is another mould and mildew challenge, this time in the garage.
I wasn’t sure the appliance would still work, after all it has been a long time. So I rummaged through the manual drawer until I found the original manual, followed directions and fired it up. Eureka, we have aqueous oxygen. The efficacy lasts only 15 minutes, then it reverts to plain water, so I wanted to use the first batch quickly. I threw on my housecoat, and headed out to the garage in my flip flops, pyjamas, housecoat, to spray the floor. Attila was concerned about my being out there in flip flops, thought I might hurt my foot somehow, or track horrid stuff through the house on my flip flops. Ignoring his concerns I sprayed the traffic areas, watching my feet carefully the whole time. He made me promise, before he left for work, that I would wear proper footwear to work in the garage. I agreed to that, he has an excellent point.
6:15 a.m.
Attila heads out the door, back to his job! He’d rather be here renovating any day. He packed a lunch with fresh homemade bread, and some homemade muffins, then drove off into the morning.
7:30 a.m.
A huge truck pulled up in front of the house, then backed up into the driveway to pick up the dumpster. I have no idea how the fellow maneuvered that huge truck into the narrow driveway, from the narrow road, but he did it without hesitation. The dumpster, the old roof, the mouldy, rotting lost items, gone!
8:00 a.m.
Looking out the kitchen window I spied, by the yard waste compost pile, a RABBIT! Aha! Out I went, grabbed my trusty water canon, and then snuck up on the rascally critter. I shot the water canon when I got close and the chase was on. Full circle around the yard we went, until the rabbit squeezed through a narrow opening between the porch support and fence. Aha, again! Another of the few remaining peas was bitten off at the stem, it was rabbit revenge. I took a cedar log and lodged it in the space where the rabbit had entered the yard. Then I found a piece of wood that was sitting in the back yard pile from the garage renovation, carried it around the house, and secured it along the bottom edge of the porch, no rabbits will be gaining access there again.
9:45 a.m.
Sitting here, in my easy chair, gazing out the window, listening to the birds, feeling the cool breeze from the open living room window, I suddenly notice that I feel calm within. For the last nine days, no longer than that, more like three weeks, I’ve been psychically “holding my breath” over this garage roof replacement. It was hard to know how it would go, if nine days were really enough for one man to remove the old roof and get far enough along that the new would shed the rain. That tension is no more. Suddenly there are no unspeakable regions here at Mist Cottage. There are no waiting piles of disgust that will have to be dealt with. Suddenly, it feels as if we have control here at Mist Cottage. This is a new feeling, and I like it. I can’t imagine how great this must feel for Attila, because added to the resolution of tension, there must be a feeling of accomplishment. Perhaps he is fending off that feeling of accomplishment until the many fiddly bits are done, the project is still a long way from completion. I think though, that he will enjoy the garage all the more in years to come, because he alone transformed it into a pleasant and secure space.
12:45 p.m.
A window will be installed in the north west wall of the garage. Natural light is desirable, and I privately think it is needed if Attila is to create an art studio in there. The window that was removed from the kitchen in March will be installed. It was covered with sawdust, and a lot of dirt from where it was stored in the garage. Attila put it out on the back porch for me. This morning I gave it a vacuum, and a wash. Then I applied privacy film to the glass. Really, I did a good job when I did the dining room windows, a few years ago, so what happened to me! The film did not go on well, there are huge bubbles. I had to get down on my hands and knees to do the job, and the mosquitoes were out and biting… perhaps that was the problem. Since this is a garage window, it isn’t crucial that the film look great, it will prevent intruders from seeing into the garage, and let the light in, so it will be good enough, bubbles and all. I don’t like doing projects that turn out to be “good enough”! The perfectionist in me is dissatisfied. I’ll have to get over it. Done!
2:40 p.m.
One of the goals for today was to clear the driveway of construction waste. It was kept relatively free of large debris, but there was a lot of small bits of singles, the gritty bits off shingles, sawdust, and just general dirt. I spent my afternoon with the shovel, a plastic bucket, and a dustpan. I filled the 5 gallon bucket with “stuff”, and pulled out all the plant life between the cracks in the concrete. The concrete driveway at Mist Cottage has seen better days. It is cracked, lots of cracks. The weeds march down the cracks like soldiers going to war, implacable. I haven’t pulled the weeds for a few years now, too busy with the Rideau Camp and other things. So this was the year for pulling weeds out of the cracks. The section of the driveway where Iris the trailer will rest has been cleared. The rest can be done at a later date.
That done, I am thinking about starting on the garage floor. It might happen, but then again it might not. At least it might not happen today. I am still wearing flip flops, it would require a change of footwear. I will though, at the very least, vacuum by the door from the garage to the basement, a lot of gritty shingle stuff and sawdust got tracked in there. It was sprayed with aqueous oxygen this morning, so it should be fine to vacuum. I can wear my flip flops to to that job.
I received a call from the dumpster company, Attila moved 2.2 tons of debris into that dumpster. I am so glad he only had to move that once!
Sitting here on my easy chair, I can see the windows in the dining area of the kitchen. The light has changed! The windows are just above the roof of the garage. The old roof was black, and tarry, and stinky, and hot, hot, hot. The plywood is fresh, sweet smelling, and light in colour. The light reflects off the wood, so different than the black that absorbed all light and turned it into unwanted heat. The light coming in the dining area windows is bright and cheerful. There is very little heat emanating from the plywood on the roof, so that the windows can remain open, whereas before I had to close them in the afternoons to keep the heat from the black roof from heating up the house. The new metal roof is light gray, so I anticipate that open windows are a part of my future. More delightful advantages of the new garage roof!
7:45 p.m.
Attila was a bit knackered when he got home from work today, first day back and all, so he put his head down for a 20 minute power nap before dinner.
Dinner was Nachos with Guacamole. Mine were made with salt free corn chips, which are seldom available in local stores, chopped sweet onion, and lactose free cheese. Attila does the traditional salted corn chip, sweet onion, and regular cheddar cheese. The Guacamole is homemade, a quick recipe with just fresh Avocados and Attila’s homemade salsa.
Now Attila is just outside the window happily hammering away. He is installing the waterproof sheeting over the plywood tonight. After he got home from work, he decided he needed plastic cap nails to install the waterproof sheeting. He wanted 1″ nails, but of course, none are available anywhere near here, so he decided 2″ nails would do the job. He sent me off to the building centre to buy the 2″ nails. I arrived at the building centre 15 minutes before closing time. They had some 2″ nails mixed in with 2 ½” nails, and it was so close to closing time that they weren’t going to sort through them to sell 200 nails. There was another box with exclusively 2 ½” nails, so I bought those instead. They assured me I could return them in the morning if they didn’t suit Attila. I was relieved that he decided they were just fine.
Being a “runner” is a hard job. Decisions have to be made, out of context, one has no idea why the specific item is needed, so no idea what substitutes could work. Luckily, so far, on this project, I haven’t had to return any materials.
It has been a beautiful and busy day, my kind of day!
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22°C
Date: 2:00 PM EDT Monday 25 June 2018
Condition: Mainly Sunny
Pressure: 102.2 kPa
Tendency: Rising
Temperature: 22.2°C
Dew point: 4.5°C
Humidity: 31%
Wind: NW 18 gust 29 km/h
Visibility: 24 km
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“Did you ever walk into a room and forget why you walked in? I think that’s how dogs spend their lives.”
Sue Murphy
Wow, 2.2 tons of junk, that’s a LOT of gunk! I’m glad you’ll be able to open the windows and have more fresh air and light.
Joan, it sure is a lot of gunk! The garage roof, the layers and layers of shingles and rotting wood, was an issue that no other potential buyers were willing to deal with, which is why the house sat empty for years before we bought it. Fixing the leaking basement, renovating the rotted out bathroom, and fixing the garage roof are game changers for this little house. It is now a desirable little property, for someone looking for a very small house with a big yard.
That is an incredible amount of weight to be moved by one man working by himself in just nine days. No wonder you call him Attila!
Thank you so much for sharing the journey of bringing this sad little house into being as the wonderful Mist Cottage. We get all of the pleasure–and none of the work!
I so enjoy hearing about all the changes you’ve been making, both of you. Attila may be doing all the heavy lifting, but you do your share too, and the two of you complement each others’ efforts very well. The builder will get the glory, as is usually the case, but someone got the grants, did the paperwork, fetched, carried, cleaned up, fed, and cleaned up again. That’s the time and supportive effort that makes a huge difference yet isn’t always acknowledged, though it adds so much to the smooth success of the project. -Kate
Wendy, this house has been a labour of love. Attila has always worked hard at projects, but this one seems different, where there was dogged determinism involved in completing projects in the past, there is now happy enthusiasm. I have my fingers crossed that his “meltdown” has reset something in him, so that he seems to be enjoying life more.
Journies are so much more fun when they are shared!
Kate, you are so right! Providing the supportive infrastructure for a project seldom receives much in the way of recognition. I am not sure Attila truly appreciates how lucky he is to have my input and support. Luckily, even if he doesn’t fully perceive his luck, I benefit from my own efforts and his, because the garage will improve my quality of life, and because it is an improvement on the equally owned marital home. So, even if he did not recognize the value of my contribution, the law recognizes it.
That is one of the reasons I turned down a very good proposal of marriage from a farmer, when I was a young woman. I knew that on a farm I would be contributing crucial time and effort to the enterprise, and at that time women had no rights to the marital farm business… my Mom found that out the hard way. So I was having nothing to do with that systemic virtual slavery situation.
I am in awe of you.
Why thank you Bex (((Hugs)))
What everyone said! I enjoy seeing this home, a labor of love, come into being. So many blessings to you and yours!
Thanks Joan! This house renovation started eight years ago, time flies. It took a lot of work and a lot of time to get to this point, and I’ve been so honoured to be able to share the journey with friends.
Congrats on the load of work accomplished! You’ve both done and incredible job with making Mist Cottage all the more snug and enjoyable.
Thanks Teri! I feel relieved that at last Mist Cottage has no rain coming in, no animals living in the house, windows that open and allow a breeze to come through the house, and is snug enough to stay warm affordably. It has been a long time since we lived in a house with all of these attributes, and it feels wonderful.
I forgot to mention, Attila has nice arms. -Kate
LOL, Kate, I told him that you said he has nice arms as he was leaving for work this morning, got a smile out of him!