Septic Day!
Septic day! The failed tank, never pumped in over ten years, finally gets pumped out and demolished.
Septic day! The failed tank, never pumped in over ten years, finally gets pumped out and demolished.
New video walkthroughs of the house, this time with some explanations and, more importantly, some furniture.
Photo highlights: all our books shelved, the boys’ new space, the repurposed shed and a refreshed kitchen.
The original architect drawings are scanned, including the elevations, a rendering and a great room spiral staircase that never got built.
Ten ways Lumber Liquidators messed up our flooring order.
Before and after shots of the great room and entry roofs. All the tar and paper were patches.
A week of small things: the golf cart sold, the shed turned garden center, new kitchen rugs, the books shelved and a fig tree recruited for a Department of Agriculture fly study.
New pool solar, a new forest green cover from Pool Covers, Inc. and some wonky pool chemistry. Now I can swim every day.
Voltz Electric upgrades our 175-amp service to 200 amps and replaces the fifty-year-old panel.
Bringing the original teak parquet floors back to life myself instead of having them professionally cleaned and polished.
We now live full-time at Purgatory, and the boys have moved into their new space, where Thy has become a Very Brave Bird.
Replacing the filthy carpets in two rooms with bamboo flooring, starting with an unhelpful flooring store and ending at Lumber Liquidators.
The old playground goes away via Craigslist, and Bob, who has taken care of this land for about fifty years, mows the pastures.
The three new foam roofs are done, and 15 new spiral solar panels on the studio roof should let us swim year-round.
The ugly deck the previous owners built over the septic tank is gone, thanks to three hard-working day workers, and the new septic permit is in.
The new flat roofs go on, and the great room reveals dry rot so extensive the wood was still wet in July. All repaired, and still under budget.
Epic fail: the contractor flipped their crane truck while trying to move the old well tank. Fortunately nobody was hurt.
My first night at Purgatory, after hauling a truckload of boxes down in Barbie, ahead of the well tank replacement.
The view from the well, 200 feet above the house, why a rusting 10,000-gallon metal well tank is a problem and the Whale’s broken camshaft at LeMons.
The well had no water, the pump wouldn’t restart and the culprit turned out to be a bug corpse shorting a wire.
New videos of the main gate, the old barn and the horrid dog kennel, plus a week of rain and delays. I have a pry bar, and I know how to use it.
Pictures of the cracked, crumbly driveway before it gets repaired and resealed.
The original architect drawings turn up: the house was designed in 1965-66 by Worsley, Rankin and Williamson of Menlo Park. Plus some panoramic videos.
Exploring the derelict horse barn: old bathtubs, random lumber, a chipper and plenty of leftover debris from the property’s horse farm days.
Our San Francisco plum tree doesn’t want us to move: a bumper crop of plums, pitted and frozen for jam later.
My giant ceramic Hello Kitty moves in, a broken Great Room blind moves out and the previous owners leave staples and nails across the tops of the windows.
Meeting the Wall Guy, plumbers who rescheduled 15 minutes before the appointment and a well tank replacement that will need a crane.
Our modified Mini Clubman sold, leaving us with “just” five cars, plus a little red tractor and a golf cart that need some love.
Less than two weeks in: we have network connectivity, a plumbing quote for the drains and freshly cleaned carpets, with mixed results.
