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May you continue to be so blessed this new year.

My Own Mike Holmes--part two

All day Wednesday, with breaks for client calls and follow-ups on an active contract, my dusty husband continued to work in the garage.  He's out there as I post this.  The reinsulation project continues.  He is loving it.  He's exhausted but having fun!

Just like when I watch Holmes on Homes, it really bugs me to know that the other homes in our neighborhood are built the same.  Grrrr! (As well as Brrr!)  As I walk into other rooms this cold morning, I now get why they're chilly--wafer thin insulation.  Sigh.

The project has taken on a life of it's own, and Brad is willing to be thorough.  In the meantime we live with our bedroom furniture pushed all together.  We're a while off from the mudding and taping.

Silver columns in our living room (not moved for yesterday's company, my family dealt with them just fine.)

I can be patient, because besides being warmer in a room I love the most, there are other plans in the works.

This light will be going, a donation to Habitat's ReStore.  Can you say builder cheap?

He plans to use this new "toy" for the crown moulding in the bedroom AND to frame out our builder grade sheet mirrors in all three baths:

In time, perhaps he'll create a built-in for the living room using that saw to trim it out, This photo is from the model, ours will not have the wall above, at least that's the thought at the moment...

After that, new paint in many rooms.  I will finally have to decide how to decorate our bedroom. 

I remember an old Brady Bunch episode in which Mike reworks their bedroom, and Carol says, "Well, now it looks so good, we have to do the hall, the living room..."  I know what she means.   The domino effect of decorating.

As one of my facebook friends said, "You are lucky to have a handy husband!"  I disagree, I am blessed and thankful.  He is at peace in this hobby that's making messes in our home, but soon enough things will settle and all will continue to be well.

My Own Mike Holmes--part one

We've lived in our townhouse for about 5 1/2 years, and we love so much about it.  But one thing that's always been a concern is the temperature in the master bedroom.  First steps in, it seems cooler than the hall, but more steps in would lead you to a wall of cold, a discernible difference.

I've been wanting Brad to paint the room for a while, but before doing that he wanted to address the issue of the cold.   He wanted to, as a particular HGTV star says, "Make it Right."

This month it came time, he removed sheet rock in the alcove, the wall between the alcove and window, and the window wall.  He found scant insulation, so he foamed it, replaced the existing insulation, and wrapped it in silver material that reminds me of a padded cell.  Then he and a friend replaced the sheet rock.

Our boudoir, as a work in progress over the last few weeks (he's also been working with clients and such--you know, his real job):

Containing the dust, that's our bed under the black plastic tarp

Foam

Original insulation over foam

Silver over foam

Sheet rock

Wrapped window

Obviously, there is mudding and taping to do.  Still, the chill exists.

Part two, come in from the downstairs.  Brad has moved to the garage, where after tearing down the ceiling, so far just on one side, he has determined there is NO insulation around our bedroom window.  So he is repeating all steps from below.

Cutting up the sheet rock he removed from the garage ceiling (photo snapped minutes ago)

Ceiling through a haze of dust

Looking up under the outer wall that houses our master bedroom window, in person, you can see there is no insulation surrounding it.

More to come...other changes in the works that would make this post too long!

Tree of Thanks

Our glass topped dining room table is one of my favorite pieces of furniture in our home, but it often just looks plain.  For fall and leading us into Thanksgiving, I wanted to do something to fill it, so I made a gratitude tree.

Using a vase I had on hand, branches from a bush (the trees nearest to us hold too young to harvest branches), a paper grocery bag, one pieces of white construction paper, and some twine (my only purchase, $1.79 at Menard's), I got to work.

 Brad has added to it without my prompting.

:)

I don't think I need to share a tutorial.  I cut the hearts using a template I made myself, no fancy paper cutting device here, and I left the extras in a bowl for added "leaves of thanks" for our guests and us to add to the tree.  I do think individual branches might be more artsy looking, so next year I'll be on the lookout for some.

Simple yes, but Brad loves it and I think, always my worst critic, I do too.  (Although I couldn't get a good photo of it!)