Category: Living

Living — stories and opinions

  • The use of paper towels – an opinion

    The use of paper towels – an opinion

    This is purely an opinion and maybe a discussion point, but I’m pretty much opposed to the extended use of paper towels.

    I have been at the homes of friends and watched in amazement as they roll off yards of paper towels to wipe up things and then throw the whole mess in the trash. The whole time I’m puzzled why they didn’t just wipe it up with rags.

    When I use paper towels

    I try to use rags as much as possible and try to limit my use of paper towels to things that are too gross to put in the washing machine.

    In the end — there aren’t that many things that can’t go in the washer and it takes me forever to go through a roll of paper towels. I use paper towels to cool some cookies on when removed from the oven. Other than that — like I said, it takes me a long time to use a roll of paper towels.

    Camping is an exception, since disposability is plus..

    When I don’t use paper towels

    ragsThis all needs to be balanced out with the fact I have an abundance of rags. My mother was a smoker and when she died I brought her towels home and watched them disintegrate along the edges that had been exposed to the smoke. (Boy — is that an anti-smoking example or what? If it eats fabric what the heck is it doing to lungs?) All those towels have been reduced to rags.

    But my non-use of paper towels is also based on my use of toilet paper to clean up the rare instance of dog poop in the house. I figure that can be flushed down with the rest of the poop. 

    Dog vomit? I clean it up with rags and wash them. Even oily crap from working on automotive stuff. I wash them alone, but I wash them.

    My reasoning

    I don’t want to add to the mountains of landfill with piles of paper towels from my home. I don’t want to spend the money on rolls of paper towels when I have an ample supply of rags in my house.

    My thinking could be all wrong — maybe the energy to heat the water, the water used to wash the rags, and the power to run the dryer to dry the rags is far worse than paper towels in the landfill.

    I’m just doing what I think is best for the environment and I thinking reusing beats constant disposing almost every time.

  • My kitchen motivation

    My kitchen motivation

    I moved here knowing I didn’t like the kitchen in a lot of ways. So my way of figuratively holding a gun to my head was to pack a temporary kitchen kit with the promise I would not unpack the kitchen boxes until the cabinets were painted.

    My cooking area and cabinet area
    My cooking area and cabinet area

    That kitchen kit:

    • 1 dinner plate
    • 1 sandwich plate
    • 4 plastic bowls
    • 1 soup cup
    • 2 coffee cups
    • 3 water glasses
    • 2 knives
    • 2 spoons
    • 2 forks
    • 3 food prep knives
    • 1 12″ skillet
    • 1 8″ skillet
    • 1 pan

    That’s it. Okay — I did include a wine bottle opener and plastic wine glass. I needed to celebrate my move, after all. As one person commented — I’m not exactly entertaining large groups. I’m cooking simple meals like chicken, veggies, and pasta. I have access to the microwave, toaster oven, and stove.

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    The only unpacked dishes

    I’ve posted a lot of pictures of my progress on the kitchen that show the refrigerator and stove pulled out for painting. I’m amazed how easily the stove slides — they put friendly feet on them. The last few days I’ve been cooking with it out in the middle of kitchen. It’s a little weird, but it works.

    I can’t use the dishwasher because I only have two plates, but everything stacks neatly on the shelf of the microwave cart I purchased at Ikea. I’ve got that going for me.

    So am I motivated to get the cabinets painted? You bet I am. I would be thrilled to simply have the kitchen cleaned up and no longer looking like a construction zone.

    I am toying with the idea I can unpack the boxes as soon as the cabinet frames are done and then add the doors and drawers as I get them completed. That should be a little mess when I drill for the hinges, but that should vacuum up easily.

    Motivation thy name is minimal equipment. It’s sort of been like camping indoors with a big difference — I have a full refrigerator and freezer 🙂

  • Another example of why I’m the DIY girl

    Upbringing

    I was raised by a dad who wouldn’t allow the use of the phrase “I can’t.” On the rare occasion I would dare utter those two words he would sigh and calmly respond “You can do anything you want to do. What you’re saying is you’ve decided you don’t want to.”

    This was a constant and repeated theme until the phrase “I can’t” was extinguished from my vocabulary. What a gift. I wish it was a gift every parent gave every child.

    Experience

    do more suck lessWhen I have allowed people onto my property to work on things the experience has not been good. They work on what I’ve requested, destroy everything in their path, and don’t do all that great of a job at what they were hired to do.

    It’s just proven to not be worth it. So I take my time, research on the internet to learn how to do things, and do it myself. No destruction of surrounding things and the job gets done to my standards.

    I have one shining exception to this. Maintenance Free Exteriors in Highland Village, TX did absolutely perfect work with no damage to my property. If you are in North Texas and need siding or windows call Robert Smith at 972-966-1834 or check out http://www.maintenancefreeexteriors.com. He’s awesome.

    The one other thing I won’t do is anything roof related. Sorry — scare of heights so that gets hired out.

    Recent Experience

    I arrived in Tennessee and had a recommended general handyman show up on my doorstep the day after my furniture was delivered. I was in no way ready to figure out what I needed help with, but hated to turn this older man away who had set the next couple days away to help me, so I allowed him to start.

    It was a total and complete disaster. Almost everything he started ended badly. Attaching the water line to the refrigerator took three trips to the store. I wanted new locks and he drilled a door wrong so I had to replace the door. He drilled another brand new door and damaged the surface. On the last door he used the wrong drill bit and blistered the paint so badly I will have to refinish the entire door.

    He replaced a half wall of drywall and thought it was okay the replaced sheet was 1/4 inch inset from the wall above it. I had to rehang the drywall after adding sections of 2 x 4’s to get it out level with the other sheet rock.

    I could go on and on. I had paid him for 3 days and when he botched up more stuff on the 4th day and not returned I assumed it was a wash for all the damage he had done. Wrong.

    He called a week later while sitting in his vehicle in my drive demanding payment. When I said we needed to discuss this since I was having to redo or repair so much stuff that I had assumed we were even he threatened me.threaten

    He told me if I didn’t pay him for the last day I would suffer serious consequences. I asked what he meant by the threat and he wouldn’t elaborate, but since he had kept a key from my dead bolt changes I was extremely upset by the threat. He continued to threaten me and I continued to ask for clarification until he hung up.

    As a single woman this kind of stuff is really scary. I have learned there is a certain element of the male population that has no problem doing bad things to women who have no males in their life. I was scared.

    I went to the police department and made a report in case something happened to me or my house. They suggested I pay him just to get him out of my life. The idea absolutely galled me, but I couldn’t disagree. So in the end, while I wouldn’t pay him for the crappy work he’d done I would pay him to get his miserable ass out of my life for good.

    As luck would have it a nice man came that afternoon to replace a water pressure regulator so I called the above mentioned ass and told him he had an hour to come get his money.

    He pulled in the driveway and the plumber walked out to his truck. He didn’t need anything – he just wanted to make his presence known. I could have hugged him.

    When he saw there was a man here (the plumber made a point of walking out on the driveway when he arrived) the weasel wouldn’t even get out of his truck. I walked out and told him I wanted my key. He acted surprised and dug it out of his pocket and once in my possession I handed him the money and walked away.

    Bottom Line

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    It was an unfortunate experience so early in my move, but I have no intention of letting it sour me on my decision to come here.

    I still need help with some things, but I get lots of suggestions before letting anyone in my house again. And I will be using Angie’s List as much as I can – although I’m in a rural area of Tennessee and I’m not sure how much help it will be.

    Protect yourself ladies – there are a lot of predatory, lousy workers out there that you don’t need to allow into your home. Learn from my mistake. Be careful.

  • Ordering decor over the internet

    Ordering decor over the internet

    I had unhappy dogs since we arrived at our new fixer upper house in Tennessee. They had lived their entire lives with a carpeted living room and were retreating to their beds since they didn’t like to lay on the cold hardwood. They seemed to be adjusting to slipping and sliding as they chase their toys. They were not adjusting to the hardwood for resting. I needed an area rug and I needed one now.

    I searched and searched the internet not even sure what I wanted. A solid? A pattern? What color or colors? I was looking through the endless selection available on Overstock.com when I saw it. It was perfect. At least it was perfect according the color settings on my monitor. What if it arrived and the colors looked totally different in reality?P13948445

    I wrestled with ordering the rug for a couple of days. I kept looking at it pondering what return shipping would cost on an item that large and heavy if the colors turned out to be hideous. I have moved to a somewhat rural area so I can’t just run over to a store and shop, besides the prices I was seeing at those stores were really high. I finally screwed up my nerve (in desperation to get something) and pushed the order button.

    By the way, I signed up for Ebates and accessed Overstock.com through them so I will be getting a rebate on the rug.

    I ordered it on Monday and the rug arrived Wednesday afternoon! I unrolled it and it’s perfect — it’s a negative of the colors in my couch. The blue is a denim blue that picks up the blue in the couch. The reds and greens picks up the couch colors as well. I’m thrilled.

    And the dogs are happy 🙂

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  • My Tennessee Fixer Upper

    I wanted out of the heat of Texas, I wanted green mountains, and I wanted cheaper. I found a heck of a deal in Jacksboro, TN — a foreclosure at a great price but obviously not without shortcomings.

    I’m about 3 miles outside of town on a lot that has a view of the Cumberland Mountain Ridge from the front windows. Well at least a view while the leaves are down in winter — not sure I’ll be able to see much when the leaves come out in spring. I have so many gorgeous state parks within 30 miles I don’t care. When the leaves come out I’ll be busy and enthralled.

    The living area, kitchen, and den area in basement had chair rail that I wasn’t wild about. It’s mostly removed and will completely be gone soon. It just didn’t work for me.

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    Every wall in the house had been spray painted with a fairly dark gold paint of such incredible low quality I would love to know how the painter got it. If you bump the wall it comes off. If you try to wipe a spot of the wall you end up with a gold rag. The worst part is every living last room is the same gold color. Yuck. The only good thing about the paint is that all the overspray that is one everything is scrubbing off…

    The first week I was here I ripped the railing off the living room and hall and painted it a pale yellow to go with my furniture.

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    I badly needed to eliminate the insanity in at least one room. While it’s a work in progress, at least it’s an oasis in the torn up, packed up rest of the house. I have things weighing down the end of the rug I ordered from Overstock.com to try to flatten it out.

    Massive To Do List

    I’m overwhelmed at this point and end up getting distracted. I don’t know if I should unpack boxes, clean, or start renovations. I have rooms to paint, drywall to repair before that, chair rail to rip off, kitchen cabinets to paint. That’s just for starters.

    The first thing I need to do is get organized and prioritize so I don’t go crazy. I think the kitchen needs to be addressed first since I refuse to unpack kitchen stuff until the cabinets are done

  • My choice in houses

    When I bought my house in Texas in 1995 I had friends stand at the back of the lot, look up at what appeared to be a crack house (peeling paint, decks rotting off the house, the only thing missing was boarded up windows) and ask me “What are you thinking?” crackhouse-54321_466x180

    After living there 17 years, last month the buyer raved over the condition of the house and the high level of maintenance. It made me smile. Except for new siding, windows, and roof I had done all the other work myself. People said the three-story Victorian ended up looking like a doll house.

    So now I’ve moved on to a foreclosure in Tennessee and I’m thinking crack house again. I got a hell of a deal — I was able to pay cash and have no mortgage. But there are definite issues that I will be writing about.

    There’s a whole lot that needs to be done and I will be hacking my way through as much as I can by myself, but I’m going to need help on some things so I will be asking around for recommendations and will let you know how that goes.

    I will keep working to make this house no longer look like a crack house too.

  • Home warranties – cautionary tale

    While I’m an avid do-it-yourselfer, I also live in a house that was built in 1984 and has some of the original equipment and I don’t do major HVAC and appliance repairs. So at this juncture I feel a home warranty is a good investment — well at least I did until this last experience.

    Past Experience

    I had my garbage disposal die, called at 7:00 AM and had a new installed disposal at 11:00 AM by a really nice young man who told me how to take care of it.

    My garage door opener stopped and after an early morning call I had it repaired by mid-afternoon and instructed on how to prevent it from happening in the future.

    I had the air handler on one of my two HVAC units start leaking freon and had repair folks out that afternoon. What would have been a $2,200 repair without the warranty ended up costing me $1,000. Not as good as I expected, but still a lot better than it would have been without the warranty. It took a week for the repair to be completed.

    This Time

    On Saturday I walked into my kitchen and it sounded like I had an airplane propeller spinning in there. It was the condenser fan on the refrigerator. I know how to replace a fan like that, but since it was covered by my warranty I thought I would let them do it for the $60 service call.

    I called around noon on Saturday and expected a call first thing Monday morning. No call. I tried calling the company who had been assigned to the repair and it went to voice mail and the voice mail was full. Call me fussy, but to me this is a totally unacceptable lack of professionalism. What kind of way is that to run a business???

    So I get on the phone to my home warranty company and ask for a new company. No go. The company has until Wednesday to come out for the repair. I was not happy and made that clear to the person I was talking to.

    The repair company got around to calling me later that afternoon and I told them I was sure it was the condenser fan and was informed it would take 3-5 days to order the fan. I pretty much nuked at that point. I told them I was trying to get the refrigerator repaired before the fan died and I lost all my food and 3-5 days to order a fan would put me into the following week. Too bad. I gritted my teeth and asked them to order the fan and call me back with an ETA.

    Now am I confused here or is there a complete reversal in priority? I could have lived without my disposer, left the car in the drive when the door opener failed, and stayed with family or friends if the broken A/C became intolerable. But my refrigerator is going belly up and I’m about to lose my food and I’m told it will take over a week for the repair?

    No call back on Tuesday so I called the warranty company again. All they would offer was to call the repair company and I told them they don’t answer and it goes to a full voice mail. They tried with the exact result I had told them about. They said they would email the repair company and they had 24 hours to respond. More disgusted shouting on my part — sorry, but the prospect of having all my food go bad was really upsetting — and they were absolutely no help. I hung up on them.

    I found a company online who could have the fan to me the next day since it was in a warehouse in Fort Worth and I lived in Dallas for a little less than the service call with my warranty company. I ordered the fan and installed it myself.

    The Funny Part

    I hadn’t heard a peep from the repair company or the warranty company. No follow up on the ETA of the fan as I’d requested. No follow up from the warranty company.

    I got a message on Thursday that the repair person would be at my house in 5-10 minutes. I wasn’t home. They hadn’t called so I didn’t have a clue they were planning on coming. I just laughed and deleted the message.

    My home warranty company? American Home Shield. My neighbors have First American and I plan on calling them. They couldn’t be any worse.

  • Introduction

    The DIY Girl Background

    Some background on the DIY Girl and as explanation for how I approach projects.

    I don’t believe in spending one more penny on repair and maintenance than I have to. If I invite someone into my house to do it they are going to charge a lot for their time (and hopefully expertise). If I figure out how to do it properly and do the work myself I can save a ton of money. Money that can go to fun things instead of fixing things.

    We all have our limits and our priorities and there are plenty of folks who want the only tool they use on home repairs to be a credit card. I get this because I draw the line on some things too. Examples — new roof, new siding and windows, hanging large pieces of ceiling drywall. I wouldn’t be caught dead on my roof and I know there are t-bars you can make to hold drywall up to the ceiling, but I just don’t want to go there.

    Some other things that affect what I will and won’t do. I have a 3 story house that scares the bejesus out of people (including me).  When my roof gets hail damage and needs to be replaced most roofers turn the job down due to the height and steepness of the roof. I don’t blame them; as I said I wouldn’t be caught dead up there. The height of the house makes other things difficult too and I will point those out as I go along.

    And one last house issue. It was built in 1984 so I am maintaining a 28 year old house on a heavily wooded lot. Anyone who has a lot of trees knows it adds to exterior house and yard upkeep.

    Last issue is my size. I am 5′ 3″ and petite. I’m strong for my size, but come on — it’s nothing in comparison to a strong man. So I am constantly devising workarounds so I can accomplish what I want. But sometimes I hit a brick wall and simply am not big enough and strong enough to do some things. And it ticks me off…

    The biggest reason I do the repairs I do is because it’s fun. It’s fun to figure something out that not everyone knows how to do. When the project is all done and looks great it’s so satisfying.

    How Post will be Organized 

    I have run across some how-to’s that would explain brain surgery in these steps: 1. open skull, 2. operate, 3. close skull. Gee — that was helpful. Now I feel like I can perform surgery myself. If I post anything remotely like this please feel free to send me a nasty email or comment. I hope to be a tad more helpful than that.

    The opposite is sometimes I feel like I have to wade through pages of blah, blah, blah to finally ferret out what I need to know. If you are that type of person I will have a summary of steps at the beginning of every project and then go into the blah, blah, blah :-). Seriously — I want to provide enough information that a person who has never done something like it feels that they can do it successfully. And don’t forget you can also post questions in the comment area and I will respond.

    Icons I will Use

    Below is a little menu of icons I will use in posts to let you know when I’ve done something dumb, found something great, etc. I will include it in any posts I use an icon.

    And Last of all…

    Don’t forget this is supposed to be fun. If you’re having a bad day and things aren’t going well I suggest you walk away from it if possible. Regroup, ask more questions, get your sense of humor back, and try again later. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve walked away from something I was having trouble with and once I’d mentally let it go gotten a sudden flash on how to solve the problem. Stressed brains can’t come up with creative solutions, so take a break.

    Let’s get started!

    The DIY Girl