The Best Mattress
How we finally found the best mattress, after years of sore backs.
How we finally found the best mattress, after years of sore backs.
An alarm system the police won’t respond to is useless out here, so we pulled it all out and invested in cameras.
The thermostat for Furnace A was in the great room, of all places, so we moved it.
Getting the diesel smell of our furnaces under control.
Tracking down the man who serviced our furnaces for 20-plus years, and getting them tuned up.
A termite funnel above the washer and dryer leads to an inspection, and treatment, under the entire house.
New bedroom furniture to match our bed from Gingko Furniture, and some art to cover the holes.
The great room is still mostly empty, and we’re in no hurry to fill it.
New access points and one well-placed wire make our wireless network much better.
Old listing photos on Zillow reveal what our house looked like before the previous owners’ renovations.
Our softened water tastes a bit salty, so the reverse-osmosis system handles our drinking water.
The original bathroom layout off the linen hallway, designed so none of the Doc’s kids could monopolize a bathroom.
Then and now: the north wing, including the deep purple room and TV #9.
Then and now: the foyer and the master bedroom.
Then and now: the kitchen and the great room, including TV #5.
Then and now: Agent Smith’s office, the studio, the guest suite and the wine room, plus a running count of the previous owners’ TVs and mirrors.
Rebuilding the water-damaged closet off the great room that no one told us about, down to the studs and through the teak floor.
Replacing the kitchen door’s double-cylinder deadbolt, so we don’t need a key to get out of our own house.
Before, mockup and after shots of the blue room, with the couch we wanted in blue and grey.
Our two furnaces date from 1966 and burn heating oil, and finding someone who can service them is a project in itself.
The trim is painted, the tape is off and the blue room is done, our first full-room remodel.
The hissing 80-gallon water heater turned out to be failing in many ways, so it’s replaced.
The replacement faucet arrived, the exact same model and not defective this time, and the kitchen sink is finally sorted.
Two little benches from the craft store give the front foyer a spot to sit down and take off shoes.
Learning to paint textured interior walls, starting with spackle and primer, as the purple room nears its end.
Prepping the purple bedroom for paint: lots of spackle, two useless phone jacks plugged and a growth chart about to disappear.
Building a better floorplan of the house with a laser tape measure, after trying a few apps that didn’t quite work.
Our new kitchen faucet arrived defective, and by the time I tried to replace it, buying one had become illegal in California. A giant rant.
New pantry shelving that doesn’t seesaw and will keep things safe in an earthquake.
