It’s been kind of crazy these days—a whirlwind of home improvement projects, design work, and socializing. It hasn’t left much time for writing, hence the silence of late.
After we got home from the Angeles National Forest, Jef and I dove into tearing up the tile floors in my condo bathrooms. O.M.G. I cannot believe how hard it is to remove a tile floor. In case you didn’t know, it’s a fracking pain in the butt. The flooring company said they would charge $300 to rip up one tile floor, which sounded really high at the time, but now that I’ve done it, $300 sounds like a bargain.
Since the old tile floor was loose and cracking (the previous owner did a spectacularly awful job of installing it), removing the tile itself wasn’t hard at all. All I had to do was literally pick it up. It was the stuff underneath it that was a pain. Thinset, backer board, and … mold.
So I pretty much threw my hands in the air and let the flooring guy take over. He installed some run-of-the-mill, inexpensive, bad-tenant-resistant, super durable linoleum. Yay.
Design work has also been keeping me busier than normal, which is good because I’ve got a bunch of plumbers, electricians, and flooring people to pay. For the amount of money I’m spending on all these improvements I could have bought a pretty nice used van, or made a down payment on a nice RV. Just food for thought for you traditional house dwellers.
Anyway, I’ve been spending a lot of time working. I even went in to the office for a couple of days last week, which was refreshing change from working by myself at home. I got to pretend to be a normal person and “go to work”. I got to eat lunch with my co-workers, get an earful of the latest industry gossip, and catch up with work friends in the kitchen—it was nice.
This is the lovely view from the office …
… actually it’s the view from the conference table in my boss’ office, where I camped out with my laptop. Not wanting to cramp her style, I opted to work from home for the rest of this short project.
I’ve already moved my office chair up to the storage unit in Pinole, and the toilets were removed so that the bathroom floors could be redone. The toilet is most comfortable seat in the house. Except for a beach chair, it’s the only seat in the house.
I think you’re all caught up. Tomorrow Jef and I are driving up to Pinole for another 2-4 week stint of helping out the parental units. Poopy adult diapers … yayyyy.