The Joys of Remodeling

Over at casa Haimowitz, we're getting a new floor laid in the kitchen and downstairs hallway. The contractors started yesterday, and I've learned a few things since then.

Shiny-- er, splintery sub-floor.

1. Remodeling sucks.

2. The cat and dog also think remodeling sucks. Their whole world looks and smells different, and there are all these strange men in the house making a racket.

3. Remodeling sucks.

4. Did I mention the racket? I'm nocturnal--I tend to work til 5 or 6 in the morning and then sleep til 2 or 3 in the afternoon. Contractors? Don't. Here at 8am sharp, revving their power tools and banging things and making the dog bark. Expect some punch-drunk (and potentially cranky :-p) tweets from me over the next week or so.

5. Remodeling sucks.

6. Gods, what a mess! I have sawdust in places I can't discuss in polite company.

Let's play Identify the Animal Tracks! :-)

7. When's the last time you cleaned out your pantry or your hall closet? For me, I'm pretty sure that was when I moved in here eleven years ago. Ended up with three bags full of shoes and coats and gloves and scarves and such for Goodwill--things I hadn't worn in years. Also magically discovered some dried Indian food about five years past its expiration date. Hmm . . .

Contents of hall closet & pantry.

8. So in conclusion, remodeling sucks. But hey, there'll be a fresh coat of paint and a lovely new tile floor at the end of it all, and considering I'd actually worn holes in the laminate that used to be there by sitting in the same place every day to work for eleven years, I suppose it's worth the trouble in the end.

How about you? Any remodeling stories-slash-bitching you'd like to share? :-)