[Note: Chris and team are wrapping up their part of the house, and now the Hermits and family are taking over the last few things.]
We are here! Plumbing fixtures are going in! This great, old, cast iron sink that was pulled out of the Travis 2 house is now at home in the Rattlesnake!
The original sink idea was something newer and shorter. I had seen basin type sinks done, but I didn’t want that. Some of those sinks are incredibly pretty in the right setting, they would suit the cabinets, but they just do not mesh with me very well. I really need a “clean side” and a “dirty side,” just like a bachelor pad laundry room. Sue Ann reminded me that this sink needed a new home. Last Saturday, we loaded up and went to get started!
First thing’s first!
The sink needed to be cleaned up! Sue Ann (always thinking!) was talking about spraying it down with the water hose to knock off the excess dirt. Then! Ta-Da! She broke out the power washer! The sink really started getting clean! At one point Sue Ann said, “Look! it’s changing colors!” and we all laughed. Because it was very true!
Now to measure and go get materials. My Dad told me what to buy with an estimation on measurements. I measured everything out, and off we went to our friendly local lumber yard. We brought the lumber back, and really that was the end of the project for the day. My Dad had an emergency come up, and he had to take care of it. We decided to finish up Sunday so that the plumbing can be done this week.
Sunday, my Dad couldn’t catch a break! Something else came along. So the 3 Musketeers (Sue Ann, Seth, and me) headed on over to cut and start bracing the sink. We measured and marked everything out, and started setting the sink close to where it willbe. It’s almost dead center of that window. The sink is 5 1/2 feet long, I think the window is 5, so we got it close. It is as if that sink was made to be put right there!
We moved the 4x4s around, trying to level the legs. That made the middle of the sink un-level, so we adjusted the legs to be un-level, and the sink finally leveled out. Funny how things work out that way sometimes. Balance is what it is whether the bubble is in the middle at every angle or not. Being level in a house like this is akin to being normal in life. What does that even mean?
Once the sink was set, we started moving the 2×4’s to create the brace for the legs. For now it needs to be just so that we can move the sink to plumb it, but sturdy enough to stand the moving. We achieved that! The pictures don’t show Sue Ann much because she was on the other side [or taking pictures], but she was there helping too.
Dad was able to get out there later in the evening and we attached the 2x4s to the 4x4s, and now we have the beginning of our sink.
My Dad was always doing something like this when I was growing up. I used to hate hearing that he was going to need my help on something. I had video games to play. I’m glad now. I’m glad he taught me. You can learn through eye rolling. Really.
To anyone reading this, if someone will teach you something, take them up on it. Toilets, for example, are not glamorous to work on, but when you can fix one at 3 in the morning on a Friday/Saturday/Holiday, you will be glad you know how!
Floors are next. It has been a while since Dad has done tile. It’s been a few years since I did my last floor. For some of us, it will be the first experience.
The first battle has already been won on completing the flooring. The floors are nowhere near level. Even if they were, the walls are not, and the floors would still be a little off. So rather than leveling the mortar and tiles to each other, we level them individually with the floor itself. That will make the tiles “move” with the floor rather than them trying to hold the floors straight.
Those are some great tiles, but they will not succeed on holding that house in place and straight. The floors could be straightened out with some serious construction and engineering, but then that takes something away. The other tiles done professionally have been done the way I described, and it is hard to tell that the floor is not level. Mortar is a wondrous thing!