Master Bathroom Demolition Continues

For demolition of the old master bathroom and closet to continue, I needed a friend or two to help. Mainly there were some tasks I needed to do, that at the very least, I needed someone to catch or guide something being removed. Therefore, I asked a bunch of friends if they might help me do some demolition, and I would pay them with beer, wine, and pizza. Turns out, I have a bunch of friends who were so excited about destroying parts of my house, they probably would have done it without the food and alcohol payment. So yesterday, I had a demolition party. I got confirmation of what I already knew that I have some wonderful friends who did not disappoint and put in a lot of hard work. I also learned that when my friend James has a hammer, he is really good at demolition, and it is probably best for your own safety to leave the room. I am lucky enough to have a friend, Danielle, who is a whiz with all things home repair, who along with Aaron disconnected and removed the whole house fan. They disappeared into the attic, and next thing I knew, they were was a big whole in my ceiling where the fan had been. For hours, some were demolishing, some were cleaning up the debris, and some were transporting the debris downstairs. Erin and Mark did so much demolition that according to Erin, the next day when Mark pulled out his wallet, drywall came out of it. At one point, Renee and Brandi decided that there were too many people in the destruction zone (there were) and that they should make bread using a leftover can of beer of a brand that no one liked. I had people in my kitchen making bread and later cooking the pizzas, people in my attic working on wiring and removing things, and people in my construction area destroying things. I, in general, tried to stay out of people’s way, directed them to things, removed debris, and did a little deconstruction. I have no idea if this makes a good host, bad host, or just a laissez faire host. I know I thanked you in person, but to Danielle, Aaron, Erin, Mark, James, Brandi, and Renee, thank you so much. You are wonderful friends and a wonderful help with my renovation, and I hope you had fun.

Demolition is not fully complete, but a great deal of progress was made. It is amazing how much bigger and better the space looks after removal of the interior walls, particularly the shower walls that were blocking all the light from the window. In my opinion, the space was designed really badly before. I mean really, why would you put the toilet right in front of a large front-view window and then build a wall in front of the window that blocks all the light? Some photos are below, and more photos have been added to the Phase 3 page. The shower’s glass wall and door removal did not go completely as planned. The door was removed in one piece, but the glass side panel broke during removal. However, the glass was safety glass, and this actually ended up making it easier to remove. It also was kind of good because I can keeping all the metal to sell for scrap, and this will make it easier to sell the metal frame. We generated a lot of debris. I have been able to get rid of some of it, mainly the lumber and the vanity top tile using Freecycle and thus keeping it out of the waste stream.

Tile and mortar from the old shower floor

Tile and mortar from the old shower floor

All that is left of the shower, the pan and drain

All that is left of the shower, the pan and drain

The exhaust fan. I didn't really need to see this.

The exhaust fan. I didn’t really need to see this.

Removing the old shower glass door and wall

Removing the old shower glass door and wall

What safety glass looks like after being broken.

What safety glass looks like after being broken.

The whole house fan after the cover has been removed

The whole house fan after the cover has been removed

A large hole is now in my ceiling where the whole house fan used to be

A large hole is now in my ceiling where the whole house fan used to be

Finding New Friends

Three years ago today, I had just gotten back from a very short trip to Washington, DC to have an in-person interview for the job I now have. It was a whirlwind trip. I had had a phone interview less than a week before, and then they called me the next day to ask me to come up for an in-person interview. Three days later I was driving up to DC from North Carolina for the interview. I was about to leave to visit family for Christmas, and they needed to finalize interviews and get someone to accept the position rather quickly. I was formally, unofficially offered the position a few days later. I had to finish some paperwork before it could become completely official. Then the stress and insanity of moving started: packing my house, finding a place to live in DC, opening and closing bank accounts and utilities, etc.

I had graduated with my Ph.D. back in May. I had started applying for jobs even before I graduated. The job market was tight. However, there certain places where I did not apply for a job. I’m a Southern girl, and I simply would not survive in a climate that was too cold. I don’t drive in the snow; four year of college in Colorado taught me that fact. I wanted to to live in a city with things to do. I love going to museums, performing arts, some sporting events, and whatever. I wanted to be someplace where there were things to do, so when I got a job in DC, I was excited. There would be tons of things to do. I love nature and hiking, so the fact that DC has so many parks and is so close to mountains and beaches was just an absolute bonus.

The only downside to moving to DC was that I knew only one person there, a good friend from college. That was it. I was a little worried about moving to a place where I knew virtually no one, but I had done it before for college, graduate school for my Master’s, my first real job (where luckily my sister was then living), and then graduate school again for my Ph.D. I’m really a shy person, and I’m a total introvert. Moving where I don’t know anyone scares the crap out of me, but I do it when I need to. I worry about meeting people, making friends, and fitting in.

This past Thursday, I was out with friends at happy hour. The group meets about once a  month and is mainly science nerds. People come when they can, and we always welcome new people. I can’t describe how great a group it is, how fun the people are, how welcoming and accepting everyone is. The best I can say is that I have felt welcome since the first time I came to one of the events almost 2.5 years ago. Thursday my friends were making me laugh so hard I could barely breathe at one point, at several points actually. I was laughing so hard no sound was coming out of me.  It is entirely possible I am the nerdiest of my nerd friends, but they accept me for who I am and how nerdy I am, and I couldn’t ask for anything more. There are other events I go to, other friends I have made, and they are all fun and wonderful. I found the friends I was so worried about finding three years ago. I have found a home in DC, both in the physical sense of a house I love and a place where I find fun things to do, but I have also found a home in the emotional sense of community where I am accepted and find joy and laughter. I can’t thank my new friends enough. I love you all, and you are all wonderful and bring so much joy to my life.