Wednesday, January 2, 2019

Moving in...

News from the hovel...  
So much to do here, and I'm a bunch slower at getting things done than I used to be. Which frustrates the heck out of me.

Learning the ins & outs of life in the hovel complex.

Like my mail box # key doesn't match my hovel number. An elderly neighbor lady? explained that "box numbers are different from the actual hovel numbers, so the thieve'n bastards don't know which hovel you live in, dear". Off to the main post office I went to have them tell me that my local carrier would let me know which box was mine. A couple days later the kindly postman wrote my hovel number, "on the outside of my mail box", to let me know which box was mine. I'm putting a "Girls with Guns" sticker on it in the name of fair warning to "thieve'n bastards".
Trying to get an element replaced in the water heater is a work in progress. Granddaughter Jacey said she had the coldest shower she has ever had in her life when she first tried the shower out.  My words of wisdom to her were: "Yep, there is no dwaddling in that sucker. You can get about a minute more out of it if you twist the dial just so, and say three hail Marys." As soon as the handyman recovers from surgery he will replace the water heater elements, but is "not sure that will fix the problem as the shower is upstairs, you know". oh my God, where do these people come from.


The hovel came without bedroom doors, I have no idea why.  The previous owners finish carpenter, and I use that term very lightly, seems to have forgotten to replace the doors that had gone to the landfill, or another condo.  I took measurements, and Jacey and I went off to HD to get new doors. 
Jacey says shopping with me is way different than shopping with her mom.  "I like going with you, Nanny. You go in with a list of aisle, bay, & SKU #s, get what you came for and are outta there." 
Got the doors home, and a friend came to help me install them. That didn't go too well as he's a brick mason, not a door hanging carpenter.  My son offered to bring his router over and help me hang them. That went much better. Well except for the jambs were off by a hair and the doors wouldn't close. I was contemplating getting a plane, when we decided that a few well placed hammer blows to the jambs might solve the problem.  It worked perfectly. Now the doors swing true.  I will install door handles today, and try to figure out why the wall heater in my bedroom (same wall as the door) no longer works...

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  1. And to think I was wondering about moving:-)

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    1. Granny Annie,
      Are you considering down sizing?

      It's for sure another adventure...

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  2. I'd run up and do it for you, but for the thousand mile drive. Sorry.

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    1. Thank You for the kind offer, but for the journey.
      No worries, it will get done, though I would much rather be sturgeon fishing with my sister & brother in law out of fish camp on the Columbia...sigh

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  3. Hope you get the hot water tank squared away. I think mine needs attending to but since I can get a few minutes of decent temperature out of it I parked it at the end of the list. I think mine is an element too. The "hovel" hee hee, I find condo living a peculiar venture here too. I did go sturgeon fishing with son #2 on the Columbia. It just opened up near McNary. Got a couple. Slow all around though.

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    1. I would be parking mine at the bottom of the list too, but for having a showering twice a day teen.
      Glad you got to go sturgeon fishing. My SIL&BIL have a river house out of Rufus and invited me over to fish and I am sorely tempted, but need to stay on task here for a bit...

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  4. For reasons of sanity and security I've rented a P.O. Box. $86 a year for peace of mind. Not convenient but worth it to me. You will still get junk mail at your address.

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    1. WSF, You are probably right, but $86 bucks will buy a fair amount of ammo... just say'n.

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  5. Wow. Crazy. This a rental?
    Be safe. God bless and Happy New year.

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    1. I bought it. Though it needs a whole bunch of TLC, it is a better investment than renting, to my mind.

      Happy New Year!

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  6. And the adventure begins (continues)... ;-)

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    1. Yep, and now the upstairs toilet has plugged up and is leaking into the kitchen below, the adventure continues...

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  7. Definitely need hot water but sounds like you are handling the adventure.. which is what we call it when we don't have easy answers :)

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  8. I use the claw foot tub on the 3rd floor but the sink taps are turned off since there is 6 inch hole in sink drain pipe. Not worth worrying about. There are 4 other sinks in the house. I'll just say it is time for me to head back down to the basement and bump up the water heater set point so I can get some truly hot water. Right now when it hits the cold tub it drops 20 degrees in a coupe of minutes.
    Endeavor to perservere or something and good luck with the plumbing and hot water!

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    1. Thanks for reminding me about a cold tub & frosty mornings... I remember my grand parents house and their claw foot tub. Thank goodness they had a big hot water tank. It was always a bit chilly in that bathroom, as they were big on leaving windows cracked open even in the dead of winter. Often you could see your breath when you crawled out from under a pile of quilts in the morning.
      A real licensed plumber comes tomorrow to fix things, prayers for my wallet gratefully accepted...

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    2. I love claw foot tubs! You can take alligator baths in them! ( Where you draw the hot water so deep, that just the tip of your nose is exposed, like an alligator lurking )

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    3. Scott, Granny would pile all of us cousins in that big ol claw foot tub, so there was never enough room to alligator...

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    4. My early tub days were at my grandparent's house in Carlisle but the hot water lasted only long enough to put about 5 inches of water into the tub and it was coooooooooolllllldddd!
      Then I'd get out and get fanned dry with a towel, even in winter. Now you know why boy children eschew baths.

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    5. Good grief, cold water, and fanned dry in the winter... It's a miracle any of us survived...

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  9. Well isn't this a new adventure for you...a fix-er-upper. How about some before and after pictures?

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    1. Oh Changes, this is just the latest in many fix-er uppers. I haven't taken any pictures, yet.

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  10. Sounds like you, LL, and I are in the same moving mode. LL upsized and you and I downsized. This downsizing thing is awful if you aren't ready for it. Grandma is still only ten minutes away from the grandson, and that was the top priority.

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    1. Woodsterman, Yay for you and grandma! Hang in there my friend.

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  11. LOL Hovel.

    The water heater is a must for me. I can't stand cold showers. brrrrr.
    It sounds like you are having fun. That is funny about the mailbox. Good idea though. I hate the mail thieves.

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    1. It is a Hovel... closely resembling section 8 housing on the outside, working on fix'n that.

      So far all the bills have made it to my mail box, damn!

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