The bright side
Jul. 11th, 2011 04:18 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bktheirregularThey got the repairs and renovation done in time. My bedroom is still choked with plaster dust, sawdust, and paint and varnish fumes from the rest of the apartment (that was the one room that didn't need any work done, other than securing a loose electrical outlet on one wall), and I've still got to sort out the stuff that got moved out of the living room and tossed aside...
...but my living-room floor is shiny and uniformly new-looking and gleaming under the protective clear-coat (honestly, you'd need to already know where the parquet got ripped up to see the dividing line now), the front wall no longer shows scarring from the repair work.
Also, the new bathroom fixtures are all in place - not just that, but the thirty-year-old tiles under four coats of paint got ripped out and replaced with new tiles on walls and floor, the electricals were redone so I no longer have to plug my washing machine into an outlet outside the bathroom door (preventing me from closing the bathroom door while doing laundry, which would lead to a pretty awful racket whenever the thing went into its spin cycle), I've got enough storage space for things to be tucked out of the way, and the bathroom no longer looks like it was pieced together like a mismatched jigsaw puzzle.
It's not perfect, of course - the new tile on the floor means that the bathroom door no longer clears, and I've got to put a shoulder into it to open or close it, but the workmen can plane off a bit on the bottom - and I've got to get a new shower curtain rod - but all in all, not bad.
They also finally painted the walls to the hallway that had been ripped up when that got its tile floor put in, and (apparently as a result of a problem with a pipe right on the edge of its end of life) the kitchen got repainted as well, and a messy patch that had been done when I first moved in (the original bathroom sink had to be pulled to make room for the washing machine, and a support strut had made a mess of the wall between the bathroom and the kitchen, leading to a temporary, cracked plaster patch in the kitchen wall) got repaired, finally.
(Apparently they had to rip up some kitchen tiling to repair/replace the pipe. I'm afraid to learn the details.)
There's still a lot of reorganizing to be done, but somehow, even after losing last Saturday and Sunday, they got the jobs done.
...but my living-room floor is shiny and uniformly new-looking and gleaming under the protective clear-coat (honestly, you'd need to already know where the parquet got ripped up to see the dividing line now), the front wall no longer shows scarring from the repair work.
Also, the new bathroom fixtures are all in place - not just that, but the thirty-year-old tiles under four coats of paint got ripped out and replaced with new tiles on walls and floor, the electricals were redone so I no longer have to plug my washing machine into an outlet outside the bathroom door (preventing me from closing the bathroom door while doing laundry, which would lead to a pretty awful racket whenever the thing went into its spin cycle), I've got enough storage space for things to be tucked out of the way, and the bathroom no longer looks like it was pieced together like a mismatched jigsaw puzzle.
It's not perfect, of course - the new tile on the floor means that the bathroom door no longer clears, and I've got to put a shoulder into it to open or close it, but the workmen can plane off a bit on the bottom - and I've got to get a new shower curtain rod - but all in all, not bad.
They also finally painted the walls to the hallway that had been ripped up when that got its tile floor put in, and (apparently as a result of a problem with a pipe right on the edge of its end of life) the kitchen got repainted as well, and a messy patch that had been done when I first moved in (the original bathroom sink had to be pulled to make room for the washing machine, and a support strut had made a mess of the wall between the bathroom and the kitchen, leading to a temporary, cracked plaster patch in the kitchen wall) got repaired, finally.
(Apparently they had to rip up some kitchen tiling to repair/replace the pipe. I'm afraid to learn the details.)
There's still a lot of reorganizing to be done, but somehow, even after losing last Saturday and Sunday, they got the jobs done.
