Showing posts with label oceanography. Show all posts
Showing posts with label oceanography. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Decision-Time for the Wafflers

The inside of "the silver bullet" is taking off as well. The second floor interior is now framed. We did a walk-through today with John, our contractor, and Alison, our architect. It's amazing to see the rooms we envisioned take shape.
Natalie and I on the top floor
From inside the closet, looking through to the bedroom
The decisions are still flying at us fast and furious. This means we spend our weekends sitting in bathtubs (in stores) and our daughter thinks hanging out in shower stalls is a fancy form of peek-a-boo entertainment. And those are the easy decisions. Then there are the ones like how to frame the stairs and how to do the radiant floor heating.

Cucumbers please!
Peek-a-boo!
I'm sometimes flabbergasted that these are still such a challenge to figure out- even with a builder, an architect, and a phd (I know- oceans, not houses) all staring at the same problem. Part of the challenge, obviously, is that the phd spent so much time in school, that the cost-effective angle has to weigh strongly. (That and the fact that he studied oceanography, not plumbing.)

How do you support floating stairs? And where do you put the lightswitches if there's no wall?
John, Alison, and Anthony brainstorming.
So let's see- here's what we have done in the past few days. We picked out a tub, semi-settled on a shower, chose porch materials, selected the basement insulation level, decided on how to build a closet over the stairs (but still maintain headroom), determined where attic access would be, pretty much designed the kitchen, almost committed to cabinets, debated the heating, stairs-framing, and lighting plan, in addition to updating our gotta-figure-out spreadsheet on a regular basis.
-J

Sunday, July 25, 2010

An Alphabetized Recap of July (So Far)

Agonizing decisions
Big baby belly
Cankles
Driving weekly to Boston (sometimes on dirt roads in an attempt to avoid summer traffic)
Everything at once
Floating in the ocean
Gear breaking
Hot and humid
Inching. Forward. Ever. So. Slowly.
Jumping, jabbing Flippy kicks
Kiddie pool- best gift ever
Lots of sunscreen
Mali visits
Negotiating for cars sucks
Overheating
Plans nearing completion
Quiet? Not our dog (especially when the mailman comes)
Rusting frame...why not now?
Scorching heat
Thumbs of fury (watching Mali text)
Up in the air about everything
VERY hot (have we mentioned this yet?)
Windsurfing instead of waffling at times
Xander? Still looking for viable name suggestions... (comment box below)
You'd think this house would go faster- considering the size
Zoning submitted?

- A, J (and a little bit Mali- in between texting)

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Pregnant Wife on a Pink Bike Rescues Oceanographer-Husband from the Fog

The headline is much more interesting than the mundane details of what actually happened, so I'll just leave it at that for tonight.
-J