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Apologies to everyone in my circles for being a bad online friend over the last several weeks. I'm entering the freaking-out portion of my bedroom project, and my level of absorption--not to say obsession--is extreme. I hope to return to regular communication very soon.
I've tapped the money vein and am now hemhorrhaging the stuff over this project, an experience that is three parts anxiety and one part exhilaration.
The drywall contractor, on viewing the wall damage wrought by a) demolition of the closet and b) 108 years of existence, recommended a complete re-do. His bid for removing plaster from all four walls and the ceiling, and replacing it with pristine, new, perfect drywall, was so damn reasonable that I said okay. (Exhilaration: I'm actually going to have smooth walls and a seamless ceiling for the first time in my whole life.)
Work starts first thing in the morning, so today I moved the last four things out of the bedroom, and it is now a completely empty, amazingly echoey, and strangely unpleasant space:

("Imagine an empty room")
My mattress is taking up most of the living room floor:

...so my living room furniture had to go to the porch. The porch is protected at least a little from the March storms by an Outbreak-style application of duct tape and plastic sheeting.

It's going to be a bit crazy for a couple of weeks, but hey. I don't have to get dressed for work. As long as I can find mydrug paraphernalia French press and coffee grinder in the morning, and can get out the back door to my bike, I think I'll be fine. It'll be like camping. Only indoors. With a comfy mattress and wifi.
I've tapped the money vein and am now hemhorrhaging the stuff over this project, an experience that is three parts anxiety and one part exhilaration.
The drywall contractor, on viewing the wall damage wrought by a) demolition of the closet and b) 108 years of existence, recommended a complete re-do. His bid for removing plaster from all four walls and the ceiling, and replacing it with pristine, new, perfect drywall, was so damn reasonable that I said okay. (Exhilaration: I'm actually going to have smooth walls and a seamless ceiling for the first time in my whole life.)
Work starts first thing in the morning, so today I moved the last four things out of the bedroom, and it is now a completely empty, amazingly echoey, and strangely unpleasant space:

("Imagine an empty room")
My mattress is taking up most of the living room floor:

...so my living room furniture had to go to the porch. The porch is protected at least a little from the March storms by an Outbreak-style application of duct tape and plastic sheeting.

It's going to be a bit crazy for a couple of weeks, but hey. I don't have to get dressed for work. As long as I can find my
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17/3/14 11:00 (UTC)(no subject)
17/3/14 15:18 (UTC)I remind myself that nobody anywhere has ever had a remodeling project that didn't have its disruptive, freaking-out stage, and that the results will be worth it!
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17/3/14 22:20 (UTC)(no subject)
18/3/14 02:02 (UTC)I think I can project that I will be back in my finished bedroom by the first week of April. I hope.
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17/3/14 11:15 (UTC)Please keep posting pix - can't wait to see how it turns out.
And I mean to keep asking but forgetting - did you ever get your insulation done through the scheme that turned your sis down but accepted you?
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17/3/14 15:30 (UTC)That means that ultimately I'll have paid for the work twice, but it was so worth it. From October through March my house is ten times more livable than before. I barely heat it at all, and I'm almost never compelled by the chill to take expensive hot baths. From July through September, provided I can get plenty of cool night air in, the house stays cool except on the very hottest days.
Since then I've also replaced all but two of the old windows with modern insulated ones, so it's all very snug. Quieter, too. The insulation work was money extremely well-spent.
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17/3/14 14:18 (UTC)(no subject)
17/3/14 15:32 (UTC)This situation is now reminding me more of being 21 in a one-room studio with a futon, than of camping. But I have a much better mattress and much nicer bed linens today than I did way back then. :D
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17/3/14 14:36 (UTC)(no subject)
17/3/14 15:37 (UTC)Now I'm sitting here in my one remaining chair, drinking coffee, using my wi-fi, and waiting for the contractors to arrive. Let's get this show on the road!
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17/3/14 14:46 (UTC)I'm in the middle of the apartment shenanigans and that's why my table is in bits behind the sofa, every garment I own is stacked on my bed and I'm sleeping in the guest room, and my desk is invisible under stacks of books. I feel your... building-related inconvenience?
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17/3/14 19:45 (UTC)It's utter madness in here today, and probably for the next several days. There are three men hammering and pounding in my sealed-off bedroom, coming and going via the window! It's nuts, but they're doing beautiful work. Pictures of the bombed-out shell of my bedroom coming up.
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17/3/14 19:25 (UTC)(no subject)
17/3/14 19:51 (UTC)The plan includes six new outlets (two just for the interior wardrobe lights), one new ceiling fixture, a thermostat, a hardwired smoke/CO detector, and a new pair of switches with dimmers. It's going to be like the 21st century in there! I've been living with a single working outlet, one overhead light, and a portable space heater for 20 years. The daisy-chain of extension cords was decidedly not up to code!