Digging (a worm) hole

Planting anything in our back yard is an adventure. Over the  years, a lot of junk was buried back there, evidenced by the fact that it’s nearly impossible to dig a hole and  not find anything unusual. Last year we dug up a bayonet, a bath tub and  bicycle handlebar.

This year, I offer up a pick axe, random bits of metal, a giant bolt and a piece of a faucet.

Pick axe

So far we haven’t found the hidden treasure, but I guess there is still hope…

Ironwork

I’m told that our neighborhood boasts some of the largest collection of original ironwork in all of Brooklyn. Rows upon rows of ornate stoop railings in block after block of brownstone homes.

As is the case with pretty much every surface of our house, our railings are caked up with paint and they are peeling. Water is the arch nemesis of ironwork, so it’s super important that the paint be in good condition to prevent rusting.

Our newel posts looked like this:

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Gross, right? The first we* attacked it with our trusty PeelAway 6. It worked OK, but since we were working outside we decided to give harsher chemicals a try (Zip Strip). It worked OK, too – but not that much better. Because the third time is the charm, we tried a heat gun. Our previous concerns of scorching woodwork didn’t apply here, so we went to town:

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Worked pretty well. It was great to see all that detail that had been lost under the gobs of paint.  Here is the after shot with a coat of primer:

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There is still a long way to go to get all of our railing stripped. The newel post itself took about 2 days. The weather has been making progress slower – all this rain makes it difficult to camp outside for any length of time.

* by we I really mean the Hubs. I had nothing to do with this project, other than the occasional cheerleading.

The Air/Light Shaft

Back when we had our home inspection, we found out that our house had a air/light shaft. These were somewhat common in brownstones as a way to provide ventilation and a bit of light to parts of the house that have no windows – a problem when your house is stuck on the house next door, leaving only the front and back for windows.

The top floor kitchen and bathroom had windows that were sealed with paint, as did the parlor floor bathroom/closet. Curiosity eventually got the best of us and we pried one of the windows open.

The inside of the shaft looked like something out of a movie – doesn’t this look like an abandoned factory where the bad guys are holding the action hero hostage?

Clearly, the shaft is going to need a bit of work. But having a source of light and ventilation for our bathrooms is something  super awesome, regardless of how scary it looks inside.

A sad day for Bricks and Brownstone

Bricks and Brownstone was the first book I bought when it looked like this house thing was actually going to happen. I was (and continue to be) fascinated by period detail and the different styles of row houses in Brooklyn, and the book provided information overload. I keep going back for reference and I suspect my copy will be heavily dog-eared before we finish work here at the Pink Lady. Sadly, Charles Lockwood, the author of the seminal row house bible passed away today.

While the book was out of print for a while, you can easy get it online (or have the nice people at The Strand order you a copy).

Home renovation and The Princess Bride

I came across a blog post on “Lines from The Princess Bride that could double as comments on freshman composition papers.” I think  many things said in the movie aptly represent things uttered during the home (or castle) renovation process. For example:

“I do not suppose you could speed things up?” Because everything takes much longer than it’s supposed to

“That is the sound of ultimate suffering.” You mean the sound of raw sewage hissing through the sewer  pipe and erupting into a geyser in the basement?

“Inconceivable!” A multi-purpose adjective that pretty much describes everything
“You rush a miracle man, you get rotten miracles.” Cutting corners pretty much a bad idea. Always.
“That does put a damper on our relationship.” DIY is stressful. People (mostly me) get snippy.
“You be careful. People in masks cannot be trusted.” The ultimate truth
“Why won’t my arms move?” The residual effects of paint scraping.
“Look, I don’t mean to be rude but this is not as easy as it looks, so I’d appreciate it if you wouldn’t distract me.”

The Micro-Bathroom

Bathrooms in brownstones are notoriously tiny, and our micro-bathroom is no exception. Coming in at a spacious 52 inches by 64 inches, it features a full size tub, a pedestal sink, a toilet and no standing room to speak of. The space is so small there is no room for a toilet paper holder, and any  miscalculation while approaching the toilet will land you in the tub or out in the hallway. Yes, it’s that tiny.

(can someone explain to me why people insist in having bathtubs? This bathroom would feel much bigger if it had a stand up shower instead, but I digress)

There are some features I really like: the tin ceiling and the air shaft window.

Currently everything is caked up in gobs of beige paint. We’re working on freeing up the window, which will add much needed ventilation, and perhaps stop the tin ceiling from rusting. Eventually we plan on turning this space into our master closet – sometime in the distant future. In the mean time, this is where we shower.

There is a room exactly the same size directly below our micro bathroom. The previous owners had turned it into a closet, keeping the tile and soapdish intact. We tore it out and will be turning it into a powder room in the not so distant future.

Spring has sprung

I’m ridiculously excited that winter is officially over. In about 2 days, the tree in front of the house went from this…

… to this:

and delicious squirrel food apparently…

And because no post is gratuitous fun, this is also a reminder that I need to prune a few branches of the tree that are up against the wall (and ripping the window screens). Because? Really? The to-do list never ends!

3 months

It seems that all we’ve done for the past trimester is work on the house. We haven’t really gone anywhere, done anything, or seen much of our friends. We have made some progress, particularly in the garden apartment. But the list continues, and as always the biggest to do remains to win the lottery – so we can afford to finish up our reno…

BASEMENT:

Install water heater (DONE)

Convert boiler from oil to gas

Remove wood paneling walls

Replace front and rear hatches

Update electrical panels (DONE)

Create laundry area (DONE)

Replace flooring

Improve lighting

Create workshop area

Create storage area (DONE)

Paint access stairway (wall and pipes)

Replace lighting fixture with something more suitable

GARDEN APARTMENT:

Remove tile in hallway and replace with wood (DONE)

Paint hallway and stairs (DONE)

Replace runner on stairs

Create new apartment entrance with coat/shoe nook (DONE)

Create actual functioning closet in former scary closet hallway (DONE)

Remove upper cabinets in kitchen (DONE)

Remove island and cook top (DONE)

Patch up hole left by kitchen island

Remove built-in oven and replace with range

Install French doors (DONE)

Fix floor under removed kitchen cabinet

Create proper laundry area (using existing hookups) (DONE)

Re-grout and install new shelves in bathroom

Install GFI receptacles near sinks in bathroom and kitchen

Install weather stripping on garden access door

Remove blinds

Free panted in shutters (DONE)

Paint

Replace plastic chandelier (DONE)

Replace hallway/entry way light

Add ceiling medallions in living room and hallway

Fix kitchen ceiling

Fix kitchen radiator

Replace fireplace cover with original cast iron cover

Paint entry alcove (DONE)

Clean out storage under stoop (DONE)

PARLOR FLOOR

Paint

Remove improvised room divider between front parlor and middle room

Demo closet/bathroom hybrid (DONE)

Re-install bathroom in closet location

Create kitchen/dining area in current rear parlor/bathroom

Build deck for yard access

Remove tiles in hallway, replace with wood

Remove fake parquet, replace with wood

Restore staircase (replace broken/worn steps, address excessive creaking)

Fix bubbling plaster under stairs

Skim coat as needed

Replace copper fireplace cover with original cast iron

Re-strip fireplace to remove left-behind paint and dirt in existing varnish

Re-glaze rear parlor mirror

Fix front parlor fireplace where wood is cracked

Replace front hall lighting fixture

Add light in entry alcove

Remove random doorway into rear parlor (from hallway)

Add door to garden level for privacy

Replace windows

TOP FLOOR

Refinish floors (DONE, for now)

Address new floor plan. Move master bedroom to rear, create master bath.

Turn micro-bathroom into walk-in closet

Clean and repair stained glass skylight

Look at the possibility of moving roof access ladder from its current location to closet in spare bedroom

Free up skylight in middle room

Remove and repair ceilings in front and rear rooms

Clean up painted-over air shaft windows

Remove Dumb Waiter gears in attic for use as decoration somewhere

Skim coat

Remove tile in hallway and replace with wood

Strip both front and rear mantels

Strip and repair woodwork

Replace windows

Re-glaze mirror at top of the stairs

Paint

Create doors for existing closet

Better than a Virgin Mary on toast

There has been an awful lot of paint stripping here at the Pink Lady. It’s a slow process, more or less like picking at a giant never ending scab. Good thing that I am a closeted scab picker.

Anyway, sometimes after staring at paint in its various stages of un-painting, shapes begin to appear. This is by far my favorite one:

Charlie Chaplin with rabbit ears

It’s on the window of the bathroom air shaft. We’re working on peeling back the years of paint to let in some light in. I almost feel bad for making Charlie go away.

Honorable mention goes to this one, which appeared on the mantel of the top floor fireplace:

Dog sniffing another dog’s butt

(the paint is basically just flaking off. The dark brown spots are  the remains of the old varnish. Seems like it reacted with the paint and became very wrinkly. A bit of elbow grease with some steel wool makes it all go away. For the more intricate parts I’ve been using Peel Away 7, mineral spirits and extra doses of patience. A more detailed post on the stripping of the fire place mantel coming soon).

 

A tale of broken pipes, or the end of the Shower of Sadness

Buying an old house is an adventure. Buying a house that needs work is like starring in your very own disater/horror movie: fun, but requires a certain amount of, um… intestinal fortitude. Thus far, our nemesis has been plumbing: our pipes simply are all manner of disgruntled. After the great Poop Gate of 2012, we thought we had the major plumbing issues behind us, but it was not to be so.

Plumbing has thus far consumed a major portion of our home reno budget. Sure it’s great not to have a feces-filled basement,or a gas explosion in the foyer – however these are all decidedly un-sexy things. It’s stuff that happens in the background and really doesn’t improve the house’s appearance (only its function and its comfort, after all it’s pretty nice to take a hot shower).

The plumbers finished up on Friday and we’re now a fully functioning household. The Shower of Sadness has been banished from existence, the gas leak has been fixed and the washer/drier/laundry tub have been hooked up. We’re like grown ups now! No more cold showers and smelly clothes!