Weird Treasure Around the House

Do other people find weird treasure hidden in their home that seems unexplainable and no one will own up to?

Many months ago I found the handles in the kitchen taped up with painter’s tape.

A few weeks ago I found the lid to the barbecue sauce in the linen closet.

Yesteday behind a narrow storage cupboard I found this ziploc bag. It was sealed and neatly placed.

Ziploc Bag

Inside there were (left to right):

  • a playmobil horse saddle
  • a piece of pencil eraser
  • an elastic band
  • a piece of lego
  • an egde tool nozzle for the vacuum
  • and a paint brush

Hidden Treasure

No one knows what it was for or who put it there.

Borrowers? Gremlins? Alternate universe?

DIY Renovations

When we bought our fixer-upper in the late 90′s we knew that it would take time, patience and money.

I don’t think we really knew how much.

Our first week in the house the dishwasher exploded into the basement. We called a plumber. His initial quote was $500 – pipes needed to be moved and replaced.

My brave intrepid husband went to the library, took out some plumbing books, bought some tools and after a few weekends of “practice” did the job. It cost us $75 including the tools he has continued to use over the years to repair pipes and plumb dishwashers in our home and in others. I think he has now replaced six or seven toilets for friends and family.

Since then, we have gutted our basement and rebuilt it, turned a “patio” room into a bedroom by removing the patio doors, rebuidling the wall and putting in a window instead, fenced the yard, removed two closets to make a large entryway, added a pantry to a hidden area in the dining room, as well as all the other general maintenance that keeps the rest of the house from collapsing in on itself.

Because of the money we have saved “doing-it-yourself”, we have been able to pay someone else to put on a new roof and eavestrough and to put new main floor windows in. Of course, much of the house is still not done. The kitchen has never been touched, and I’ve been without baseboards for 12 years now, but we carry no extra debt, none, just the intial mortgage we signed onto fourteen years ago. As a single income family, that stability has made all the time and effort and patience worth it.

When the bathtub spout blew off the wall, I initially called a contracting friend. We’ve had a stressful year, Kirby has been very busy at work, and we weren’t looking forward to doing it ourselves. His initial quote, for standard fixtures, was $10000.

That is a lot of money. And we knew we could do the job just as well for much less money, if we were only willing to put in the time and effort.

And that is just what we decided to do. Once we got over our shock and disappointment (because it was disappointing to know we were going to have to put in a fair amount of work) we got excited. It’s been awhile since we had a major reno; the last few years has been maintenance and finishing work, which doesn’t seem as dramatic.

And so we began to plan and plan and plan and today Kirby began ripping out fixtures and walls.

You can follow the nuts and bolts of our crazy renovation over at Lego and Sawdust.

The Kitchen…er… I mean Bathroom Renovation

The Kitchen Renovation. It was supposed to be our next major project. My kitchen is an original 1961 kitchen to which nothing,  and I really mean nothing,  had been changed except that now there is peeling wallpaper,  holes in the drywall and crumbling cabinets. And yes,  they really are crumbling.

The bathroom is also in sorry shape,  but I told Kirby that I don’t spend much time in there and it’s a bathroom. As long as it’s clean who really cares what it looks like. I have far other crazier stuff I obsess about than whether my bathroom looks nice. I mean really with seven wet towels,  seven toothbrushes,  four razor sets,  and several kinds of soap and shampoo – who notices the broken tiles and the peeling floor. The ugliness is nicely camflouged by the messiness.

But then a few weeks ago I noticed that the bathtub spout,  where it attaches to the wall,  had formed a gap and the caulk was peeling away.

“Kirby,  the tap needs recaulked.”  This has become a fairly frequent mating call in our home only this time,  the problem was apparently more extensive.

The spout had actually been bent. We gathered the children and explained once again how the shower diverter needed to be used. “Squeeze the button,  don’t push.”  We have gone over this many,  many,  many times.

A few days later I climbed into the shower and thought the gap was even larger. I pulled up on the spout and it flexed a little in my hand,  but seemed fine. I proceeded to crank the hot water and start a nice long shower. It would have been a lovely little retreat if the spout hadn’t shot off the wall,  slammed into the back of my knees and left hot water pouring out of a hole in the wall.

I turned everything off and hoped that Kirby could fix it.

He couldn’t. The copper pipe was crimped and there wasn’t really anything left to tighten the spout to. He finally got it attached at a slighlty skewed angled,  but it’s death knell had rung and there was no reprieve.

The tile would have to come out so the copper pipe could be replaced.
If we took some of the tile out,  we should probably take it all out.
If we take all the tile out,  we will need new drywall underneath.
If we are going to dry wall we should replace the tub (because it would be nice to get rid of the 1960 fleshy brown one we have).
If we’re redoing the tub,  the sub floor needs replaced and…

Well,  at this point we realized that to fix the spout,  we would need to strip the bathroom back to bare studs and renovate the entire thing.

Bye,  bye,  new kitchen. I’ll wait for you. I promise I will. Especially if my marriage survives this bathroom reno!

You can follow everything about our adventurous Bathroom Renovation over at Kirby’s blog,  Lego and Sawdust.

Just Because

Because I said I would spend more money this year.

Change

Because I always wanted to dig out and move 5 yards of dirt all on my own.

Shovelling Dirt

Because we really needed to add five yards of dirt to the foundation of the house.

Dir at Foundation

Because my floors need to be vacuumed and mopped more often.

Dirty Floor

Because I need to have even more wet towels in piles on the floor.

Wet Towels on the Floor

Because I really want to see the water bill top $400 for this quarter.

Water

Because all some a few of the neighbours have one.

Neighbour's Pool

Because some people think swimming in unbearably cold water is healthy for the body.

Temperature of water

Because I always wanted one as a child.

Me in the Washtub

Because I really should spend more time outside just relaxing.

Me and Duck Relaxing in the Kiddie Pool

Because I love my kids and don’t get to spoil them very often.

Pool Party

Just because.

Birthday Beginnings and Endings

Today my youngest turns six years old. She has been counting down for weeks now, planning her meals and cake. She is so excited.

Littlest's Birthday

Today, for the first time in fifteen years, I do not have a preschooler in my house – no infants, no toddlers, no preschoolers. I am excited for my daughter, but today I am a little saddened.

A part of my parenting life is now over. It will never return. This weekend I spent some time with new moms. Their concerns are no longer mine, and while I voiced a word or two of experienced insight (or so I hoped) I couldn’t really relate. My parenting difficulties are different now. When I look back I think how much easier parenting little ones seemed than the choices and decisions and mistakes I must now make with my teens.

And yet I remember in the thick of diapers and sleepless nights and tantrums wishing it would just end so I could get on with life. And now I mourn its loss.

My littlest one feels like she is beginning a new chapter of life (where she got this idea, I’m not really sure.) I know that I am. Funny how she looks on hers with joy and anticipation and mine is tinged with sadness and a little regret.