20 September 2016

The Fun Part (?)

Here's a very rough floorplan of the house we're moving into in a couple of weeks a week and a half:

When I say it's a rough floorplan, I mean it's *extremely* rough.  As in, none of the measurements are even remotely correctly sized, but they're at least in the right place with relation to each other.  Later this week I'll be able to get into the house to start cleaning and painting, and I'll get exact measurements then so that I can fix this, and so that I can have a better idea of what's going on here. 

But you get the gist.  It's a big house. There are lots of rooms. When I'm overwhelmed, or when I'm on a break at work and stressing about a house while I'm miles away from being able to do anything about it, I like to play with this and try to figure out where all the furniture will go, what colors to paint the walls, etc. Which, you'd think I'd have that figured out by now, considering that in the next 10 days, I have to:
  • finish packing
  • finish cleaning out the garage so I can start staging boxes out there to get them out of the house, because I live in a box fort now and I'm tired of tripping over things
  • clean two houses
  • paint two houses
  • finish fixing up the backyard in the old house so that the nice lady who's repairing the back fence next week can do her job
  • Oh yeah, and MOVE on the 1st

19 September 2016

Rollercoasters and Butts

So far, I've learned two big things about the process of fixing up a house to sell/fixing up a house to move into:


This process is like a roller coaster.  Everyone says that, and I get it; but I'm actually living it right now, and it's more than the "emotional rollercoaster" that I keep hearing about.  There's:
  • waiting in line for hours and hours and hours - when it was just an idea and I wasn't sure if it was actually going to happen or not
  • climbing the hill, clicking along on the rails trying to reach the top, getting more and more nervous the closer I get to the drop - *click* omg there's so much to do *click* I have no idea what I'm even doing *click* I can't even *click* what if something horrible happens? *click* can I get this done in time?? *click* where am I going to get the money for ____? *click
  • reaching the top of the track where you pause for a second and can see for miles - wow, this is really happening! and it's going to be great! just look at it all, isn't it grand? :D
So yeah.


Deferred maintenance is nobody's friend.  Don't ever do this to yourself again, me.  To be fair to myself, there have been lots of things I should have/could have done to my house years ago but couldn't because I couldn't afford to.  But there are SO many things that I'm killing myself trying to get fixed or completed all at once, as fast as I can, so that I can list/show the house that would have been (1) free and (2) easy/fast to do if I had done them years ago instead of doing the fun stuff first and putting off the tedious stuff I didn't feel like doing at the time.

Complete your projects. Don't half-ass things and make more work for yourself (myself) later!  Always use your whole ass.

So anyway, 

This weekend was awesome.  And by "awesome" I mean that I worked myself to the bone on 3 hours of sleep and pretty much feel like I've been run over by a truck. But I got stuff done!  I cleaned up the backyard and disassembled old garden beds, pruned trees, packed, filled nail holes in walls, installed a new garage door (with the help of a friend, and OMG I am SO thankful he was around! That was HARD!), cleaned and reorganized and packed half the garage.

And there's still SO much to do! ACK!

16 September 2016

Damn. If Only We Had A Holocaust Cloak.

When this is all over I'm going to write a beginner's guide to selling a house (as in: written by a beginner who understands exactly nothing. There will be lots of foul language).  I know this must be just one phase of however-many are involved in this process, but right there it seems like there are nothing but questions, and it's eroding my brain tissue as we speak. 

When is my exact move date? 
What if I don't get any offers on the house at all?
How do I balance fixing up two houses when both have time-sensitive issues? 
How do people stay sane throughout all of this? 
In what order do I paint the rooms in the new house?
How do I ask my neighbor politely to put her scary dog away so my contractor can repair the back fence?
Should I be keeping count of all of the things I'm signing for, like, posterity, or something?
How much do auto-signers cost, anyway?
How often is too often re: going to the hardware store for "one more thing"?
What's the best way to store all of my receipts so I can track all this stuff later? 
How the fuck do you even organize a side-by-side refrigerator?
Once we get into the castle, how do I find Count Rugen so I may kill him?
Once I kill him, how do I find you again?
Once I find you again, how do we get out?? 

 Going to go soothe my soul by looking at pretty paint colors and the Ikea catalog now, bye.

09 September 2016


I keep starting this post and deleting it, because I can never figure out exactly what to say, or how much to say.  So, I'll get right to the point:

I'm selling my house, and moving into a new one.

I'm not going far - I'm not even leaving town. The new place (actually an older house, built in 1984) is about 8 miles to the west of where I live now. A friend owns it, and is moving out of state;  my BFF-roomie and I will be renting the house from her. It's around 100 square feet bigger than my current home, on an enormous corner lot, with 4 bedrooms and 2 full baths, massive mature oak and elm trees, in a vast, tangled neighborhood in a part of south Austin that I absolutely adore and have missed since the last time I lived near there (about 15 years ago).

My friend is moving out next week, and as soon as she's gone, there's a crew coming in to put down new flooring throughout the entire house and replace the siding.  After that, I'll be going in and doing what amounts to a make-ready on the place myself - cleaning, painting walls, some minor repairs that will be easier to do before I move in.  My roommate and I are hoping to move in the last week of September.

That gives me three weeks to get all of our stuff packed and my house prepped to put on the market - lots more cleaning, painting walls, and minor repairs.  Also some major repairs: parts of the back fence are going to be replaced, and I'll be installing a new garage door the first week of October to replace the one I backed into with my car two years ago and couldn't afford to fix until now (oops).

There is SO much to do, and so little time to do it. Thankfully, I have a fantastic realtor, and a bunch of awesomely supportive friends who've volunteered to help out during this whole process.  I'm a bit stressed out (read: running around with my hair on fire 24/7), but the more I get done, and the more I learn about selling a house, the better I feel about the entire thing, and the more excited I get about the move.

I can't wait to have a new house and yard to play with!

I'll be back soon.

02 February 2016


Two jobs + SCA = trying to keep up with this house like

It's taken me two months to paint my bedroom and hang art.  I'll get there.


09 December 2015


Am I the only one who thinks of Red Dwarf when I see one of these?

30 November 2015

The @#$%@#!! Living Room Ceiling

Well, guys, I finally did it.  I painted the goddamned living room ceiling.

I started the ceiling project in 2012 - three years ago - with my then-master bedroom, followed by the dining room, kitchen, hallways, and eventually the guest bath and two small bedrooms as I re-made them a year ago when Sylvan moved in.  By the time that I got to the living room, I was out of steam, out of paint, out of time in which to work, and injured, to boot.  (I'm still injured, but fuck it).

The holiday weekend past gave me a much-needed break from working two jobs and filling every spare second of time with sleep, depression, and sewing projects (my Very Last Commission Ever is going up on the SCA blog shortly - it's a doozy).  What'd I do for Thanksgiving?  I painted the goddamned living room ceiling!  Yay!

Halfway there. Bye-bye, stupid blue ceiling that turned the whole house
into a cave. The paint is [two coats of] a self-priming latex interior which
I mixed to match the other ceilings in the house ("White Clay" by Behr).
The kitchen cabinets are the same color).

The "clean end" of the room (the other end still had paint stuff
all over it).  I love the feeling of height this gives the room.

And I adore this little corner.  Corner windows: check. 
Table fulla plants: check. Dog sleeping under the table:


Okay, so, technically there IS still one room I haven't gotten around to yet, ceiling-wise: the master bath.  But I have plans for the entire master suite (which is now a gigantic craft room), and I'm not touching ANYTHING in there until I'm ready to do the whole room (and have time, and money, and my arm's not trying to fall off, and I'm no longer working two jobs, which I still am at present. Ugh).  

Shelly, the Biggest Derp.

P.S.:  Oh!  Idk if you noticed (does anybody even read this horrible blog? Probably not, but it's still fun to do), but I also rearranged all the furniture.  Pics of all very soon, I promise.


11 August 2015

Something I Want Out of Something I Don't Want

I loved my dining room table.  I really did.  Thing is, I never used it as a dining table.  It was too small to seat more than 2-3 people comfortably, and since when do I have dinner parties?  It was mostly a flat surface that accreted random detritus, and it was wasting space.  Meanwhile, I've been wanting a round coffee table for some time.  So I took the dining table apart, cut about a foot and a half out of the pedestal, and reassembled the whole thing: 




And then...

I made myself a little time-out corner in the dining room, instead.  A couple of extra tub chairs that didn't fit in the living room, and the [antique?] plant stand/table that a friend gave me a few years ago.  I needed a comfy place to sit and use my asthma nebulizer machine, and now I have one.  Yay!


A "New" China Cabinet For the Dining Room

After I re-purposed my old china cabinet into the living room as a bookcase, I was given another one by a friend about a year ago.  It was really big, and wasn't really my style; but I had another friend who was interested in trading her china cabinet for it.  It took us a while to coordinate the swap (she lives on the opposite side of town, and we're both pretty busy), but we finally did it last weekend.  The new cabinet is an Ikea LEKSVIK cabinet (discontinued):

The bottom half  is full of Sylvan's and my cookbooks; and the top houses some of my rock and mineral collection, which hasn't been on display for the past couple of years since I moved the other china cabinet.  Yay, rocks!

Top: shells in the back left corner; naturally-formed crystal points and clusters
Middle: carved spheres and points, a jar of tumbled stones, and a fluorite plate
Bottom: mostly fluorite, with a couple of decorated rocks from the garden

Somewhere I have a box full of fossils, and another box containing my sulfurs, chalcanthite, and a few other things; but I have NO idea what I've done with the boxes.  I'm so organized.  (x_x)


10 August 2015

"New" Furniture For the Craft Room

Playing the sliding-tiles game with furniture in my house again:  


  • a giant armoire full of towels and sheets in my bedroom, which was in my way, and was also inaccessible to my roommate when I was asleep in there
  • a mostly-empty hall closet
  • some slapdash shelves on a corner wall in my craft room, full of boxes of fabric and supplies, and  surrounded by piles of same on the floor


  1. I removed the shelves in the craft room and put them up in the hall closet, and moved all the linens into the hall closet where they're accessible to everyone
  2. I moved the armoire to that corner of the craft room, and re-organized the boxes and supplies into it

(I don't have pics of the hall closet - there's so little light in that hallway that I can't get a decent one.  It's basically just shelves in a closet, though). 

And then...

A friend and I swapped dressers over the weekend - my small one for her large one (she wanted to use two smaller dressers in her daughter's room instead of one huge one).  And so this came home with me on Saturday: 
Most of my fabric stash had been stored in sixteen of those white plastic Ikea (SNALIS, discontinued) boxes (like the two on top of this dresser in the pic), stacked in/on top of that long, low, black shelving unit under the window in the pic (it'll be re-homed soon).  The contents of all but those two boxes fit neatly into the four main drawers in this dresser, and I got all of my small scraps into the smaller drawers at the top.  

So, what do I do with fourteen 5-gal plastic boxes?  I'm not sure yet.  They'll probably end up holding craft supplies in the closet in this room, or full of small tools and things in the garage.  

Cross-posted from my SCA sewing blog, clothofstars.blogspot.com