Is there anybody out there?

So, it's been a while, but that doesn't mean that we've been sitting around eating ice cream watching crappy tv.  No siree!  We've been not quite selling a house.  That's right ladies and gentlemen, we've been under contract twice before and are under contract with number three now.  The first buyer we ran from because closing was going to happen "way off in late November and there was a better offer coming" (oops).  Number 2 just up and changed their minds.  This one looks like it might just go all the way through though.  Maybe.  So keep those fingers crossed that this buyer sticks around despite his or her better judgment.

With this last contract we decided to make it stick by staging the bedrooms. The logic being that since we're undertaking additional efforts to sell it, certainly it'll all be moot.  Either way here's photographic evidence that it IS possible to fit a bed in each of the bedrooms

Figure 1.  Not included, those pillows are MINE!

Figure 2.  ...But you can keep the pink blankie

We're still almost kinda sorta confident that this might actually go through.  Who knows, maybe Christmas miracles DO happen.  But, it'll be another few weeks before we know for sure.  Until then then...

An effort to garner your sympathy

The whole week leading up to, er, well, the weekend was filled with a sense of foreboding.  Being an engineer means that I don't really know what that word means, but onward anyway.  Basically, we, ok, I, was not looking forward to dryer vent installation.  Seems a relatively innocuous task, no?  Why, of course, except at Garvin, where we elected to build a home without leaving a vent for a dryer.  Who us, dopes?  Nah.

Resultingly (not sure if that's a word), it means that someone had to crawl under the house with the dead bodies and rats and other creepy crawlies to get it done.  Since the boss (Hi Wife!) doesn't like enclosed spaces (NOTE: I don't believe that Claustrophobia exists) I drew the only straw and shimmied under.  Let me tell ya, the view ain't all that.

Figure 1.  The view from the crypt: Not a lot of headroom

The objective here was to cut a hole in the floor and put in that flexible ducting.  Easy peasy.  Well, it took two days, broke a drill, nearly broke an arm, but VOILA!

Figure 2.  May or may not be up to code with the Floam, but I don't even care

With that, we now (believe we) have a fully functioning set of appliances!  Well, we haven't turned on the gas for the range, but the microwave, fridge, sink, garbage disposal, washer, dryer, and theoretically dishwasher (NOTE: Test not completed, but it doesn't leak) all appear to work.

While yours truly was hoping the house didn't collapse above, the Boss (Hi Wife!) did a jam up job cleaning the inside, readying it for more visitors.  Quarter round was put in the master closet, caulked in, and given a coat of paint.  The backdoor was trimmed so that it doesn't stick on the floor, then repainted and hung (hanged, no: Installed!).  Also, the house apparently isn't done settling, because a crack developed in the dining room area.  D'oh!  Well, that's now been filled and painted, so it's back to ready.

Of course, while completely covered in schmutz some lady came strolling up wanting to check the house out.  I think my looking like a chimney sweep startled her a bit.  As we were leaving, another couple folks were planning to swing by for another look.  Hopefully, we can sucker, oops, I mean, sell one of them on this one!

It should be pretty quiet on the blog front for the next little bit.  We don't really have much else to do (sign some papers, perhaps).  But we do plan to "affect" the guest bathroom vanity and build some kind of panel to hide the plumbing, but other than that...  maybe wash the outside?  Does that count as a thing?

WHOA, whoa, whoa!  So, as this is being written, I asked the boss (Hi Wife) to check out the house down the street that had an open house today.  This is it:

http://www.zillow.com/homes/for_sale/46156384_zpid/2-_beds/2-_baths/days_sort/28.56057,-81.354629,28.55519,-81.361699_rect/16_zm/

Is that nicer than ours?  Seriously?  I can't tell, because I'm like a parent, convinced that my little genius is a future Thomas Jefferson-Edison-Jordan.  But, seriously you realtor-type folks, is this place more expensive than ours?  We're the cheapest date on the block, I mean, come on!

Have we met?

Yeah, it's been a while.  In fact, it's been more than a week.  "What's the hold up?" you ask.  You ponder, "why no more pictures of that fine craftsmanship?"  "How did I get this cheese sauce on my shirt?" you wonder.

Well, I can help you out with a few of those.  The cheese sauce came from your cheesesteak, derp.  All that wonderful, gooey cheese atop those perfectly sizzling pieces of beefsteak...  As for the pictures, I don't know what to tell you.

...ok, that's a lie.  The reason that there are no pictures is because we're really kinda done (another lie).  Well, at least done with stuff that photographs well.  The garbage disposal is in and plumbed up!  ...as is the dishwasher.  Both of which appear to function completely leak free!  Guess all those years of being a fluid system engineer have paid off handsomely.  Thanks to the Boss (Hi Wife!) for her ability to grease up the fittings and jam 'em all together!

There was, however, ergo, yet, a small, itsy bitsy issue with the installation of the range.  Well, two, if you count our own herpi-derpitude in trying to find fittings to, well, fit.  Once we got past that, there was a small issue in that the internal piping to the range hits the stupid stub out for the gas lines which prevents us from making the range flush with the back wall.  Oh well.  ...we're well past the point of just mailing it in just to be done with it all.

On notes-unrelated-to-work-but-still-and-yet-related-to-the-house, we've had a steady stream of lookie-loos.  ...even a few people coming by twice, but still no official offers (which are the best kind).  But, we're not worried yet, it's still early.  ...matter of fact, there are already a couple scheduled for RIGHT NOW!  Oh God, did I clean up?  ...and another one tomorrow, and another one for Saturday.

So, there's still hope yet!  Keep those fingers crossed.

That includes YOU!

Club Garvin

After such a successful Saturday of trim work, certainly Sunday's little amount of trim would be no issue.  Except that it was.  Maybe the walls and trim were just more wonky in the rooms that were left, and the tub piece in the guest bathroom already presented itself as a pain.  So, maybe it does make sense that what was left was more difficult.  But, either way, tis DONE!  Caulked in and everything.  Well, it's done unless the Boss (Hi Wife!) deems another coat of paint is in order, which, who are we kidding, there's probably going to be a request for two.

With the mitering skills completely dusted off with the quarter round, it was time to tackle the thresholds.  Apparently, it's not ok for the bar codes on the tiles to be exposed.  Seemed like it was an opportunity for us to give some contingency-type information to the new homeowners, kinda like leaving leftover paint, or samples, or something.  But, so much for being considerate.  It was with that instruction that the seams between sunroom and living room, kitchen and dining, and bathroom and hallway were addressed.  Here's what all that mitering looks like with the pieces in place.

NOTE: The boss (Hi Wife!) will almost certainly not like the overhang to the tile, but oh well!

Figures 1-7  My geometry teacher would be sooo proud!  ...because of the angles.

That last piece of trim (on the left of Figure 7) is really the whole coup de grace (misspellings don't count if it's in a foreign language).  That piece had to be hogged out in the back where it meets the cabinet and then the end had to be mitered at some odd angle to match up with the trim of the cabinet.  Here that faint, brass-like wail in the background.

...listen close...

That's definitely the sound of me tooting.

...my own HORN!  Oof, that was awful, sorry.

Hard to believe but that's really the gist of the rest of Sunday and Monday.  There were some other crucial tasks that were accomplished that can perhaps be puffed up a bit to sound more important.  ...like, how's the fact that the house has HOT WATER NOW?!  Welcome to the penthouse.  Yup, again, my electrical expertise was put to get use diagnosing the problem (breaker = OFF).  Either way, it gets crossed off the list, and I get credit for it.  Also, a wonky cabinet/drawer interface was fixed.

With Monday being a holiday though, it was a free opportunity to catch up.  Of course, it would've been nice to have had a second set of hands working (Ooo, sick burn, huh boss?  (Hi Wife!)), but it was all moot because apparently this house was the hottest place to be in Orlando!  That's right, while diligently working towards the installation of a garbage disposal, the phone was blowing up with people wanting to schedule showings.  Immediately after putting my phone down and getting back under the sink someone knocks on the door wanting to see it.  Dude, follow the directions, notify the homeowner.  We don't need you seeing that kitchen sink isn't plumbed in yet.  After shoo-ing them away (only temporarily) another creeper realtor made a drive by, stopping outside just staring at me.  But, given my current axe-murderer like appearance, they thought better of coming to the door.

After they did their thing, I returned to the house to try and complete the disposal job.  Well, I came pretty darn close (all that lacks is the plumbing part).  Since the electrical line was a little too short, a box needed to be installed in the cabinet and a plug put on the disposal.  But, master electrician I am, BAM:

Figure 8.  It even turns ON and roars!

1. Full bore testing of the system will occur later this week if we're able to plumb it all up.

Wait a Minute!

Sorry to disappoint you, dear reader, really, I am.  You were expecting that the next post would be details about the sale.  ...perhaps you were thinking that we'd received an offer (or eleven) complimenting our craftsmanship, offering full asking price or more.  Alas!  Hark!  Ye other olde words and phrases here!  Nope, no sale.  Not yet.

...but, there was more work done.  Yeah, I thought we were done, too.

You see, we'd listed it knowing that there were a few, ok, more than a few, odds and ends and some more odds still on the to-do list.  With that in mind the day began with attempts at dressing up a few more things that might actually be noticed by potential buyers.

Figure 1.  No, this is not an old picture.

Let's pretend you're reading an old issue of Highlights.  Yes, that Highlights magazine, the one for kiddos.  Notice any differences between this pictures and the old pictures of this hallway leading to the guest bedroom?  No?!  For shame.  Why, it's totally obvs that the air intake vent thingy has been closed and painted.  Oh, and thankyouverymuch, there's even a new air filter in there, so I don't wanna here any griping about the dustiness.

Figure 2.  This picture is boring, sorry.

...and I also "installed" (I really hate that word for work like this, it makes it sound way more technical and important than it really is) the breaker box cover.  Certainly there are drips and other painting flaws, but that's why this picture isn't zoomed in.

While that was in work, a text was transmitted that we were going to have a showing.  ...which officially turned the nervousness up to 11!  Don't ask for an explanation, I'm loosely embarrassed to have responded that way, but I did, but there it is.  With the new news, I went after a task that was somehow appealing that no one EVER cares about: "installing" (there's that word again!) the microwave vent.  Apparently, it's unacceptable to vent the odors of a Hungry Man (TM) meal into the upper cabinet.  As a result, the vent needed to be tied together, which somehow proved to be more difficult than anticipated.  Also, it's official, cutting duct-work can and will cut the poo-poo out of you.  At least, it did to me.  But, hey, that's the price of glory (if glory can be categorized in venting a microwave), am I right?

Figure 3.  That tape should be on everything, it's AWESOME!

I made myself scarce well in advance of the showing, since I didn't want them to see the truck and think poorly of the house.  Upon my return I found no evidence that anyone had looked at the place.  I mean, don't people leave business cards anymore?  At least they turned off all the lights and such.

With that in the bag, the next item on the list was adding the moUlding.  Yeah, there's a 'u' in there.  On purpose.  We, well, the boss (Hi Wife!) determined it was important to hide the roughly 3/4" gaps between the floor moUUUUlding and the floor with some quarter round.  This was a legitimately fun project, because I am now the MASTER OF THE MITER!  That's right, NO (as in 0, zero, nil) boogered up cuts!

Figures 4-7.  Look at that!  Seriously, zoom in on that!  The dark and white stuff is even mitered beautifully(ish)

Figure 8.  There's even a piece of trim there!  And on the other side of the door!  That's how crazy this is!  There was even some real fancy stuff done to accommodate for non-square walls/trim!  This needs more exclamation points!

Ok, well, as good as that may've been, it's not done.  There still needs to be trim in the rest of the hallway and both of the bedrooms.  But still, the boss (Hi Wife!) will certainly find minimal flaws with this trim work.  But hey, that's what tomorrow's for!

AAAAAAAAHHHHHH (an exercise in CAPS LOCK!)

Understanding that the title can be read two ways was COMPLETELY INTENTIONAL because I are a sofistikated writerer.

Definition #1:  AAAAAAAAHHHHHH = the noise made when easing into a hot bath, as the bubbles reach up and tickle your chin.  You sink down further and further, relaxing...

Definition #2: AAAAAAAAHHHHHH = HOLY SH!#!  a.k.a the noise you make as a flying cockroach lunges at your skull carrying insect-poo related diseases.

In this case, BOTH definitions apply.  It's ON PURPOSE, because, THE HOUSE IS OFFICIALLY FOR SALE:

http://www.movoto.com/orlando-fl/1716-garvin-st-orlando-fl-32803-431_o5316367/

[DISCLAIMER: Neither the boss (Hi Wife!) nor I wrote the text of the listing]

Ready to Go?

I'll go ahead and cut to the chase: We got an offer!  As we were wrapping up with the chores someone walked up and made his pitch to us.  He said that he and his wife/girlfriend/realtor flip houses in the neighborhood and wanted to take a look since he saw the sign in our yard.  Being the generous, accommodating folk that we are, we showed them around.  After hemming and hawing, he made an offer to us, albeit informally.  So, it appears as though in the worst case scenario, we'll still be decently in the black!  Yay!  ...well, until we pay taxes and such and then we'll be decidedly closer to even.  ...but still!  This is a positive thing!  I, pessimist as I am, HAVE to view this as a positive sign.

Bearing that in mind, we still did do work today, putting more polish on the tur....key!  Ok, polish on a turkey isn't entirely appealing, but taken separately, they each have their merits, so just roll with it.  The boss (Hi Wife!) did a bang up job cleaning the everything rooms to get them ready for pictures.  

So here we roll.  The first set of photos-graphed were for the master bathroom/closet, behold!

We will spare you more pictures of the master bath...we've milked the tasks in this bathroom for more than they are worth.  But speaking of repeats...here are some daytime pics of the guest bath...mmmm...milk, does a body good!

Next, whilst Randall painted doors and such (yes, we just changed authors because Randall is indisposed), I tackled cleaning the hobbit laundry room.  BAM!

After laundry I headed to the kitchen.  These pics also show the new grout that we did to hide the gap between the counter top and the back splash tile.  It ties in pretty nicely.

Figures X-Y: Nope, no more gaps!

The schizophrenia is really taking hold now as I'm back at the helm as the boss packs for ANOTHER TRIP.  Yup, to celebrate our anniversary the boss (Hi Wife!) is heading out of town to visit friends and leave me with the finishing up.  I didn't realize that 5 years was to-do lists!

The rest of the night was really spent hiding the flaws, er, I mean, "cleaning".  Our game plan has apparently become Let's-Distract-Them-with-the-Floors-and-Hope-They-Don't-Notice-the-Other-Flaws.  Look at these babies shine

Figure Y+1.  Master Bedroom (I think?)

Figure Y+2.  Living to Dining to Kisshen

Figure Y+3.  We decided to paint the walls orange-ish, think Pumpkin Spice Lattes!

Yeah, no, we didn't do that, it's just the cozy-osity of the dining room chandelier.

Thursday afternoon we put the finishing touches on what we thought was necessary for a showing.  Just keep hoping that they don't pull too hard on a few door handles and aren't too squeamish about less than perfectly clean tiles, and, well, it's a longer list than it should be.

Either way, Friday it should be up and official, the link will be posted for all to see.  Think it'll sell before the boss comes back on Monday?  Mmmmm, doubtful, but maybe someone will come look at it and tell us that it really needs thresholds (THEY'RE IN THE CLOSET OK?!) or some quarter round around all the baseboards (IT'S IN THE GARAGE GET OFF MY BACK, MAN!).

Happy Almost-Labor-Day Weekend!

Inchworming along

More makeup was applied to our little piggy again this afternoon.  The list of little things is getting whittled down, but (there's always a but) we did discover a few more things to be done.

From the big and fancy perspective, we set the washer and dryer in place in the laundry room.  They're soo tiny!  It's like they're for hobbits.

Figure 1.  Tags on so they'll know they're new

Problem with that is, we have no dryer vent.  Think we can get away without one?  Um, probably not.  Looks like another project for the weekend post-listing.

We did make real progress elsewhere though and are able to strike another one off the list as completed and done, for real, finally-like.  With no beat up pickup in the driveway we were able to document the doneness of the guest bedroom.  It looks, like a rectangle!  But, if you look at this iPhone (TM) developed panorama, it looks like it belongs in Ripley's Believe It or NOT!

Figure 2.  Lights ON Fans OFF!

Perhaps among the more important things though: the boss (Hi Wife) grouted the lines on the countertops and on the hearth.  Having that continuous line there really helps a lot, and really eliminating one's ability to see unfinished-ness can only help.

Figure 3.  So fresh and so clean clean!

In the bathroom we attempted to replace the broken mirror with an unbroken mirror.  But, we broke another mirror.  Guess that's what, like 42 more years bad luck?  Ok, that's not true, we didn't break this one!  Yay for competency!  Three cheers for not breaking something!  With the mirror in place and the bathroom clean (enough) for pictures, cross that bad boy off the list.

Figure 4.  Completely not this big!

Figure 5.  That's more reasonable

With any luck, tomorrow's the last and final day for us to get this place ready for pictures.  That means that we have to get the kitchen, sunroom, living room, dining room, master bedroom, and master bathroom ready to go.  That's practically nothing, right?  With pictures of all that stuff, we should be able to sign some paperwork giving our real estate agent a kidney and two lungs (yeah, it could be that bad) and with that, we'll be officially official.  Hopefully we'll get there!

A peek under the hood

Following the big push of the weekend, we're still shooting for a listing in time for the holiday weekend.  However, since we've accepted our fate that we won't be "done done", we're trying to just put some lipstick on this sucker so that we can take pictures for the listing.  Don't roll your eyes at me though, just because it's listed doesn't mean it's done.  We do intend to actually finish stuff up.  Of course, if someone shows up with a big check on Saturday morning before I've finished laying quarter round, well, by all means, the game changes a bit.  ...but I'm not expecting that.

It's with that idea in hand that the "vacation day" work list was formed.  To take advantage of a well lit day, the objective was to try to get some decent shots of the outside.  So, lawn tools in hand, we set off.  If I remember correctly, there was some lamentation made about six weeks ago about how I shouldn't be mowing this lawn anymore.  But, here we are, very nearly September and I'm still mowing at Garvin.  Is this the last time?  Perhaps.  Also, we tried to clean up the azaleas out front and blow a bunch of leaves around.  I mean, who doesn't like using a backpack blower?  It's like pretending you have a cool superpower pushing swaths of leaves around like they're, well, leaves.  Ok, so it's not that cool, but still, it beats digging ditches.

Figures 1-3:  Here's the outside: "Finished".  Look, the realtor wanted "Options" and for the garage to be included from the street view.  Well, there's a tree there, I'm not digging it up or cutting it down.

 Figures 4-5.  A layer of schmutz was knocked off the garage for this.  Portrait?  ...or Landscape?

Figures 6-8. The out-of-doors!

 

After that, but while still schweaty, nasty, and covered in day-bree, I met with the realtor who was beyond grateful that we'd replaced the mailbox.  She was also impressed with the way the floors turned out.  Not sure if she was skeptical given the state previously or if she was just blowing smoke, but she mentioned the floors more than once.  We discussed our options, lock box procedures and she made a few more recommendations (like installing more kitchen shelves) before bidding adieu.  With her gone, activities moved toward eliminating the hobo-encampment on the back patio.  I guess we've just been lazy with putting tools back and just cleaning up in general, but that took way longer than expected.  Post hosing out and sweeping and this is what the patio's supposed to look like.

Figure 9.  Ok, I guess it needs a table or chairs or something, but it's as done as we're going to done it

  

Next on the list of projects was to tackle the cutting of a mirror for the guest bathroom.  After taking one of the old mirrors downtown to be cut (and breaking one in transit, oopsie!), a newly cut, appropriately sized mirror was ready for installation.  Since hoisting and mounting (teehee) is a two-person job, that needed to wait for the Boss (Hi Wife!).

 

With that, the work transitioned to "framing" the hearth with trimwork.  But, since I suck at adhering to the old adage of "measure twice cut once" (I only measured once and cut my only piece of trim a 1/2" short - Nope, not bitter!), a trip to the depot (remember, it's Deh-poh, not DEE-poh) to replenish.  Then, with the help of the trusty (but not yet rusty!) chop/miter saw, it got done did.  By that time, the Boss (Hi Wife) had returned.  She wandered around being productive doing things like painting doors and installing hardware, I was relegated to the bathroom.  ...cleaning, thankyouverymuch.  Hardware polished, fixtures cleaned, touch-ups painted, shower head installed, yadda yadda, we moved to mirror installation. [Ed. note: No, no pictures, quitcherbitchin'].

 

Long[er] story short[er] after a little cussing, we got the newly cut old mirror installed, making another room that much closer to completion.  But, passing by a few minutes later I noticed a nice little crack in the corner of the mirror at the mounting point.  "Hey Kelly, looks like the mirror's cracked", I said rubbing my finger along the spidering.  She hadn't finished replying sarcastically, "Great" when the crack became a full blown break and our mirror was being removed.  Hard to believe my delicate touch could've over-torqued the screws, but I guess that's what happened.  ....OR, since the mirror was hot from being out in the sun, it expanded and then began to shrink as it cooled off to indoor temperatures putting unacceptable stresses on the fixtures.  Yeah, that sounds better.  Either way, we're still out a mirror.  POO!

 

By this time it was getting dark which meant it was the perfect time to make precision cuts (outside) on our tiles so that the hearth could be tiled.  After much cussing and measuring, measuring and cussing (by me, not the boss), we arrived at the following:

 

Figure 10.  Yup, that tile looks familiar.

 

The next two days's's after work activities will still be focused on putting lipstick on this piggy.  Hopefully Friday's post will include a link to the listing.  We shall see!

 

 

A big push, but not quite home

Well, it appears that our eyes were a little too big for our stomach.  Wait, that's about eating.  Seems the gist is likely conveyed though.  Despite the are-you-kidding-me heat, our air conditioner kept working (thank God!) allowing us to avoid doing anything outside despite the fact that the weeds are "tall".  With that theme in mind, we tried to put some of those almost finishing-touches in place.

Saturday was another glorious demonstration of dogs humping watermelons.  In the morning, all of it, thanks, we spent attempting to fill a gap between the cabinet and wall in the kitchen.  Acting like a petulant child, I did my damn[d]est to scuff up the floors.  Let me say, I think I could go pro in plinth chucking.  Much like Bobby Knight throwing a chair, it was a very deliberate chuck, again, meant to emote like a 4 year old who didn't get another bag of Skittles.  Well, here's to being mature.  Once the boss came in (Hi Wife) to right my wrongs, we successfully got that gap covered.  Alas, no picture.

After that, more boring work was done.  Air register covers were installed.

Figure 1.  Both boring and more difficult than one might imagine!

...painting and installing shelves in the closets:

Figure 2.  Not quite enough room for the Boss's accouterments

Also, we returned to normalcy with the cabinet doors, replacing the incorrectly drilled one with a new door.  ...and a handle (fancy!).  No pictures of that, specifically, so quitcherbitchin already!  More boring painting was done in the laundry room, in the bathroom, on various doors and such.  Hard to believe how much painting there is, but hey, at least there's still more to go!

Saturday ended with almost 3 hours at the Depot (that's Deh-poh, not DEE-poh), picking up more things that were begrudgingly put in the cart.  ...more trim, microwave vent stuff, doors (that we didn't need, yay!), and other odds and ends that somehow took us 'til around 9:00.  Home Flipper PRO TIP:  Don't deny the boss's dinner until after 9:00 pm!

Sunday, however, we arrived regrouped and ready to go, thanks to a Starbucks run (not mine) and four chocolate frosted Dunkin Donuts (owner: unknown) and a chocolate milk.   Before peak heat arrived (but while still wonderfully hot), new shelves were cut for the owners suite (gag) closet.

Figures 3-4.  Only the finest quality melamine.

While I was outside using substandard tooling, the Boss (Hi Wife) demonstrated her delicate touch in painting the mantle.  Previously, it's quite possible to have confused a mantle with a mysterious shelf that held a bunch of random crap over the fireplace.  It's amazing how much nicer it looks without random light bulbs and shims on it.  ...oh, and with a fresh coat of paint.

Figure 5.  A mantle with no stuff on it?!

Against my frugal ways, the Boss went ahead and put in the rest of the light bulbs (and even installed the shades!) on the dining room light.  Until we're done, it's going to be a game to see if we can each hit our heads on it and break bulbs or knock the shades down.  Over/under currently set at 2.5.

Figure 6.  This place is really comin' around!

The real crux of the story though came in the kitchen.  [BIG ANNOUNCEMENT FORTHCOMING].  It's almost completely usable now.  Seriously.  Fo' real.  We spent far too long dilly-dallying around and avoiding drilling massive holes in our wonderful tile and cutting large holes in our cabinets, but... we caved in and did it and went ahead and installed a microwave.  Granted, the vent's not tied in, but you can't even tell that, so it doesn't count.  It turns on and heats up water and everything!  Tested!

Not only that, but we ALSO put the fridge in place.  ...and plugged it in!   ...AND connected the water line!  Whoa!  So, tomorrow, I'll put beer in the fridge and have easy mac for all three meals simply because it can be done!

Figure 7.  BAM!

Also, the backer to the peninsula cabinets was installed, and the plinth (there's that word again) and trim were all installed.  Loogit all that fanciness here:

Figure 8.  Not the same picture, promise!

Whoa, whoa, closer inspection to the photo above shows evidence of the plinth-which-caused-the-chucking-of-the-plinth!:

Figure 8a.  Yup, that's the sonuvabitch!

You know you'd wanna throw something having to cut and finagle that stupid piece of wood up in there.  I mean, I'm only human!

Don't let the presence of the range deceive you, dear reader.  It's been merely set there.  If we were cooking with gas (literally!), I'd've reference'd stove generated mac 'n' cheese, not easy mac.  But, full blown mac 'n' cheese is within range.   Repeat, withIN range!

All the while, somehow bosslady found time to paint and install the doors on the bathroom vanity in the guest bathroom.  Yup, you guessed it: Black.  Looks good though.  That bathroom just needs more paint, tub fixtures installed, shower heads, even more paint, more cleaning, probably more paint, then it's ready to go, baby!

Figure 9.  You can't see the plumbing (and that's for the best), but it's there and that sink works, too!

Somehow, using special wifely powers to be in multiple places at once, the boss was able to paint all the door knobs, plates and other miscellaneous door hardware.  Who knew there were so many things that needed to be painted oil-rubbed-bronze?  Bosslady, that's who.

Figure 10.  Check out that keyhole!  Still needs knobs, we know; they're drying (yes, that was a semicolon).

More on tap for tomorrow.  Yup, that's right, while all you suckers are working, I'll be... wait, awww crap, I'll be working too.  More progress to come.  It may be on the market by the long weekend, yet!  Keep them fingers crossed.