CoSar Casa

I wrote this in May of 2016, shortly after we bought the house and long before we considered building an addition, but never published it because I was hoping for beautiful, Pinterest-worthy pictures with which to show off my home improvement prowess. <cue hysterical laughter> When we bought this house, it wasn't exactly a fixer-upper, but there were definitely some areas that needed to be addressed. The master bathroom (keep in mind that this was a 1960s master bathroom, so it's basically a small closet with a toilet, sink, and shower stall) (For anyone who is interested, I've read recently in a couple of places that the terms "master bedroom" and "master bathroom" is considered racist and sexist by many and the industry terms are evolving in some cases. But I'm using it here because most people know what it means)So here's what the bathroom looked like. It's not terrible. (" It's TERRIBLE" - Jules)  I tore down...

The plumber, Rich, was in the garage today running the gas line up through the rafters and back down again to connect it to the line on the other side that had already been placed. He had to leave the garage door closed, because if it were open, it would have covered the place on the ceiling where he needed to run the line. We're having a bit of a heat wave in San Diego right now, and it got up to 88 today in our neighborhood. When Jules got home, she wanted to see where the new gas line was running, so we stepped out into the garage. It was so hot in there that we lasted about 45 seconds before we wanted to go back inside. Rich must have been out there for at least two hours in the middle of the afternoon, on a ladder, near the scorching hot roof, running that gas line through the rafters. Since Jules spent a good part of the day on Sunday clearing out the garage where the plumber would be working, most of that wall is empty right now, so Jules was thinking we should drywall ...