Sevier Heights: the remodel, days 2 & 3

day 2 actually began with great conviviality on night 1 when Mom and Roland rolled into town. we had a marvelous time dining on fish and chips at the Crown and Goose as you can see here:

our assignments for the weekend were to order tile for the second bathroom floor and to buy paint for the entire house. if we could get some painting in, that would be bonus points.

our first stop on day 2 was Stover's Tile and Liquidation where we met Mike:


Mike was truly not the retiring sort but some folks just don't care for the camera... Stover's is rather inconveniently located so we had hoped to accomplish our mission in one trip (hear the merry peals of laughter from remodelling elves yet?) but 1 inch floor tile is just not that popular. turned out it was going to have to be shipped in as a special order, which often takes 10 days.

Mike just couldn't understand how two days overlap from move-in could be too close until i laid out The List in front of him, highlighting all the items that had to come after the floor. we came up with a compromise. i picked out four tile colors, two of which are shown here:


Mike agreed to personally call the central distributor and determine the relative shipping distances of the tile colors. i told him he could surprise me on final color as long as we had the shipment by day 8. Mike found that a pretty funny and semi-insane attitude for a homeowner embarking on such an epic remodel...


he just had no idea how hilarious. after we left Stovers, it was on to Sherwin-Williams where we met Matt:


who tried to help us pick paint. our first color choices were, shall we say, sour. homework, however, is homework and we are all teachers so we armed ourselves with study guides:


and by the end of day 3 we had the Audi loaded to the gills with paint and managed to even get our first ceiling painted (and carpet torn up):


we also managed a wonderful breakfast at the Round Up Restaurant & Ice Cream Parlor:


where we met the famous and famously sweet MaryLu:


with as many times as she was about to save my heiny (in one way or another), MaryLu really belongs in the A-Team and maybe should have gotten a medal, but that will come later...

Sevier Heights: the remodel, day 1

when i bought the house, i resolved that i would share the remodel progress on the blog. after all, it isn't often in one's life that a person attempts to do 4 months of remodel work in 2 weeks with a few very good friends.

between working on the house full-time for those weeks, continuing with my day job (some deadlines could not be moved), and getting The Influenza - there was no time left at the end of the day to upload photos or write. The Influenza dragged on for weeks after the remodel, slowing me down dramatically, and it is only now that i have been able to carve out time to edit the photos and start the reporting. we certainly worked our tails off, but we also had a wonderful time.

The A Team: Starting Line-up

Don - a Habitat buddy and professional contractor. Don was finishing two new houses early and volunteered two weeks labor on my remodel. Don's most used phrase - "You're the homeowner. What do you want?"

Dora - a Habitat buddy. married to Don. crack construction skills of her own. amazing pumpkin cookie baker as well. Don didn't want to activate Dora unless we had to, probably because Dora's most used phrase was - "I don't care how much work it is. She's the homeowner; she can have whatever she wants."

Chris - a Habitat buddy. works for Don now. Chris is from Texas and used to be a professional bull rider. because he is an American, Chris will only eat 'American' and Mexican food. Chris' most used phrase - "But this is jacqui's house. I want it to be perfect."

me - happy and (perhaps delusionally) full of faith. my most used phrase - "That is hilarious... Okay. How are we going to fix it?"

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The List 1.0

Outside

• Remove aluminum awnings
• Install shutters
• Tear out concrete drainpipes and rebuild
• Tear out 2nd driveway and fix grade/slope so water no longer pools against foundation
• Tear out shrubs in front of house and fix slope (so water no longer pools against foundation)
• Install window wells
• Replant front of house
• Apply sealant to cracks in brick mortar around house
• Install mailbox
• Replace garage doors and install openers
• Fix gutter by office
• Replace and seal boots on roof
• Add stepping stones or walkway from driveway to front of house
• Fix floodlights over driveway
• Repair screens in screen doors

Basement

• Install post in basement to shore up alcove next to stairs
• Fix leaks under basement sink
• Correct double-tapped circuits
• Turn off power to Ceil heat

Kitchen

• Tear out counters in main kitchen
• Rearrange kitchen to install dishwasher
• Replace/install garbage disposal
• Add shut-off valves to kitchen water lines
• Install new kitchen counters

Second kitchen

• Remove stove and frig from second kitchen
• Install dryer vent from second kitchen
• Move cabinets in second kitchen to accommodate stacked W/D unit
• Rewire for W/D
• Install W/D in second kitchen

Small bathroom

• Tear out bad vinyl in small bathroom
• Tear out bad shelving unit
• Fix subfloor
• Replace with tile floor
• Replace vanity with new sink unit

Main bathroom

• Fix missing tile
• Fix light fixture

House at large

• Cut big-a** hole in wall between kitchen and living room
• Remove 5 unnecessary doors and patch doorjams
• Remove carpet
• Patch cracks in walls, ceiling, stairwell
• Remove second thermostat
• Paint whole house including closets and stairwell
• Replace questionable light fixtures
• Replace outlets with 3-prong
• Clean or replace drapes
• Replace water pipes? (this was very contentious initially with most of the team opposed)

Onto Day 1's progress...

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Day 0, Don and i met at the house to review the basics of The List and so i could give Don a set of keys. you see, sadly for me, i had to work Day 1. that did not in any way stop Don and Chris from launching the first assault...

i received my first voicemail from Don at 9:18am:

Hey Jax. This is Don. i just wondered... if you have any time between classes and you wanna call the recycling people, there is a pile of aluminum sitting in the driving and you can tell them they can come take a look at it. see ya.

whoa. the awnings



are down!



by noon the living room wall went from this:



to this:





... discovering in process that the electrical for two outlets ran right there and that a light switch in the living room controlled that outlet visible in the kitchen photo as well as an outlet in the living room. this amused me no end and so, instead of removing the switch and replacing with a blank outlet cover, i asked that we leave it.

other progress on day 1: they patched the boots on the roof, took off all the extraneous doors and moved to the basement, and figured out how we could patch the jams.

unfortunately, they also discovered that the wall tile in the main bathroom wasn't, well, tile...



it was Econ-O-Tile. fake plastic tiles not seen since the 50s.

hmm. this could be interesting...

class, this week's theme is fall colors (and bad citizens)

what with Dave closing out his last 100 miles in the Smokies, Highlander hikes have taken on a higher level of 'strategery'. in anticipation of its winter closing, we set off down Noland Divide from Clingman's Dome Road to Noland Creek and along to campsite 63. along the way, we stopped at CS 61 to break the Leave What You Find tenet of Leave No Trace...


... to clean up a disaster left by horse riders. hopefully Jeff won't report our 'outlaw asses' over this.


i think we did pretty good, guys. gold stars all around!



actually, we didn't have any gold stars in the backcountry so we had to make do with campfire lasagna:



the boys were none too impressed as you can see, just barely able to choke it down...




in the morning, i got up early and just sat, soaking up the amazing chatter from the creek. Dave, ever on a mission for new miles, was heading out early to hike up Springhouse Branch trail to the Forney Ridge junction and back. i tagged along for the show. we met back up with the rest of the group at campsite 64 after i was only almost trampled by an overeager horserider. the whole gang hiked out Noland Creek together. [18.4 miles]


John, Jerky Mike, Jack, Ricky Bobby, Doug, me and Dave


the whole shebang can be found here:

God is in the house

this past weekend brought another glorious hike in the Smokies. George, Dave and i headed in from Cataloochee along the Caldwell Fork trail then up and around the Boogerman loop and on to campsite #41. after the previous week's deluge, we were all a little skittish about more rain. happily, we were only drizzled on about 11% of the time. Boogerman was a bit of a climb, but thankfully horses are not allowed. the contrast to Caldwell Fork's erosion and bogs was stark, especially in high incline areas.

campsite 41 is sprawling and peaceful. i pitched my tent cozy against the creek and slept deeply - wrapped in the soothing song of the water.

Saturday, Hollie's dinosaurs made an appearance at the campfire.

Dave took off early to knock out new miles. George and i followed him west on Caldwell Fork to Rough Fork then south up Rough Fork to Polls Gap. we saw signs that Dave was still ahead of us:



near the end of Rough Fork, we ran into a couple horseriders on Rough Fork with a Highlander worthy bottle of liquor. they also had a plastic bag carrying what appeared to be a burrito. turns out, they were heading out to bury a friend's ashes. [we raised Dickel in his honor that night.]

after chatting with the riders, George and i met back up with Dave at Hemphill Bald for a summit photo before splitting up again.



George hiked with me out and back to McKee Branch to get me bonus new miles before heading down Double Gap back to 41. at the double gap trailhead, we stumbled across ne'er-do-wells Bill and Jack. while jawing with them, a black bear emerged on the trail behind us to sneak back off into the woods before a photo could be obtained. it was a profoundly spiritual and humbling experience. we were joined by Jerky Mike and Ricky Bobby in camp. that night, we had a wonderful time trying to move the Big Poplars:



Sunday morning we went off west out Caldwell Fork, east along Rough Fork, up Big Fork Ridge Trail and then back along the last section of Caldwell Fork to the truck. along the way, we stopped to enjoy the dulcet tones of elk in rut. Dave, George and i hit the Newport Rubys where our new favorite waitress assured us we smelled better than her childhood farm and then proceeded to heap abuse upon the boys.


Jerky Mike, Ricky Bobby, Jack, Bill, Dave, me and George

final tally: roughly 35 miles in 2.5 days and another great time, had by all!

one more reason the internets rock

between now and October 9th, the Ken Burns National Parks documentary series is available for viewing online.


go. watch. NOW!!!



ps. um, i'm serious people. scoot!
pps. don't cry. they find him eventually...

it can't rain all the time... or can it?

went off for more fun with the Southern Highlanders this past weekend.



Friday night, i hiked in from Clingmans Dome to Silers Bald with John in the dark and pouring rain. amazing sunset in spite of the rain.



we arrived to meet up with Dave, George, and Vince for a great night of carrying on. (we're all sorry, Warren. well - sort of.)

Saturday: rain. rain. more rain. the rain was so fierce, we never left the shelter. about noon, i ran out of knitting. about two, we were having push-up contests. the rains continued.



John began singing.



i started seriously considering throwing myself from an overlook to end the torment... which is right about the time, Kevin arrived bearing wine and a break in the monotony.

Kevin actually had other plans that night so he hiked out after an hour or two! the rains continued. Dave maimed John 'accidentally'. more rain. Grady and Bobby floated up. more. rain.

Sunday, the rains break and we had a glorious hike out.



composite group photos:


Vince, John, Dave, Kevin, George and me



John, me, Bobby and Clark

[Mileage: 4.4 each way.]

welcome home (hopefully)!!!

after 3 months of searching and close calls, i am finally in contract on a house. like me [or anyone for that matter], she needs some work - but she is a happy, quixotic house and just chock full of potential!



the good Lord willin' and the creek don't rise, we will close Oct 15th. my plan is take some time off work the following two weeks to get her sass back on and officially move in on Halloween.

yippee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

truer words...

even for me, this last weekend was a bit overscheduled - but i wouldn't have changed a thing!

first, i enjoyed a rousing good time dancing at KLX:


stayed out far too late and then rose early for to blitz another Habitat house. afterwards, i was lucky enough to head once more for the hills.

although we made crazy good time on the build due to the mad skills of the UT Women's Rowing Team, the gang was long gone on the trail by the time i could make it to the Smokeys. i hiked in from Elkmont along the Little River trail in the rain and dark to meet the boys at campsite 24. enjoyed a tender welcome as only the Highlanders can offer when i pulled into camp at 9pm...

the woods were serene in the rainy mist, the trail wide and even, and the river sang a lovely serenade. l i hiked in the near pitch for quite some time before being forced by prudence to turn on my headlamp. i found myself reflecting on my life and the many ways i have been blessed.

• my job is my calling and daily encourages me to stretch and grow to make the world a better place.
• i have known cavernously deep, Shakespearean love with all its attendant tragedy and desolation. though Chopper has been dead just over 20 years now, i can still see and hear him as if it were yesterday and remain grateful for our time and the lessons it continues to provide.
• just shy of 5 years ago now, i was also privileged to experience the pure and passionate wonder of true and abiding love. though our paths were meant to diverge, i regret not a second and continue to take much from that ponderous gift.
• gentler, stronger and more loyal friends than mine cannot possibly exist. their honesty and generosity in spirit and deed humble me daily and their support during my times in shadow cannot possibly be repaid or matched.
• truly, deeply blessed am i that the closest and greatest of my friends remains my mother. a braver, truer and more loving soul never was. she lifts me up when i stumble, floods my world with laughter when it is gray, and daily inspires me to reach beyond what i am to what i can be.
• most specially yet also most privately, my faith and trust in God continue to deepen each day i am blessed to continue living and exploring. i see his endless compassion in the actions of my Habitat family and my friends; his capacious joy echoing in every new dance and skip; his piquant humor in my daily misadventures; and his great tenderness and love in the endless miracles of the trail.

these truths settled their fullness all around me in the empty stillness of the night. i found myself breathless with gratitude for the life i have lived thus far, with all its challenges and sorrows and darkness. it is the darkness, after all, that has helped me to see so clearly the joyous and shimmering colors of life!

in a recent letter, a friend wrote this:

I am so proud of you! You look so free and happy in your travels. Wow! Good for you. I don't remember ever seeing you so happy! Keep backpacking.

... and so it is and so i remain ever vigilant for the next gift on this winding road...

may life bring you such bountiful blessings and joys as well!

Easter egg

our Intensive Care Unit is being remodeled and this is what i have passed daily for over a week as it slowly grew:



a girl can only leave such temptation aside so long. Monday i broke down and slipped this in the wall:


just so there would be no confusion on the source:



teaser: watch this space for [hopefully] big news after the weekend!

another weekend in paradise

with the Southern Highlanders:



i hiked in along Wolf Ridge into campsite 95 with John, Jack and Jerky Mike. after socializing with the Highlanders, John and i left our packs and went on a 'stroll' up to Parson Bald... without water, lights or our brains apparently. Song For David kept rolling through my mind. John and i ran into Jack (who had his headlamp) so ran the last 15 minutes up to summit. took a few pix and ran like fleet-footed gazelles down the trail in the near dark till we caught John who we followed back to camp like two wayward puppies. next morning we hiked out along the Twenty Mile Loop. (17 miles total)

came back to this post by Andre Jordan:



coincidence? i think not.

not to be vulgar...

but i have just popped my cherry on Machiavellian political machinations. i received word tonight that my first foray has resulted in the opportunity to purchase $82K in [badly needed] equipment for my section. hours and hours and hours of misery compiling data, convo-ing with random humans, and writing the dang* proposal actually coming to fruition. anyone see the Horsemen? they must be around here somewhere.

*told my students my goal for the rotation was to work on reducing my cursing... i am totally on a roll - only 4 expletives (one of the students is keeping a tally) in 3 days (and no particularly sailor-worthy ones among them). that is practically Sunday school for a veterinary internist!

much more importantly - photos are up from my Wednesday night jaunt:



and my weekend in Heaven:



wait - that means we are close to TWO almost perfect weeks in a row. seriously, where ARE the Horsemen?