Despite the traveling I do to attend agility trials, and all of the teaching I do on the weekends, I'm basically a house mouse. I prefer the food that I cook myself and I rarely eat out (1 or 2 times a year). I don't like leaving the house once I'm home for the day. I work on lists of supplies and food that I need, usually only going out once or twice a month to restock or get things for home projects. I feed my sock and shoe fetish entirely online (Darn Tough Vermont and Altra are the only socks and shoes that I wear both to work and to agility, and I have way more pairs of them than I am going to admit to here).
My job is stressful on many levels--physical, intellectual, emotional. Agility is a passion and is fraught with emotional and physical investment too. My house is the place where I can hang out and recharge. Where I can do what I want when I want.
The house I'm in now was refurbed by flippers, and not very well. They made cosmetic upgrades but left a lot of important infrastructure untouched. I knew the house was horribly inefficient with its 30-year-old water heater, HVAC, blinds, windows, etc. The flippers put in cheap laminate flooring downstairs and cheap carpet upstairs, and cheap doors to the front of the house and from kitchen to garage. I decided to just live in the space for a while before I made any big changes. That "awhile" turned into years but at last the need for changes was forced on me.
I had the deck replaced two winters ago. It had become a bit of a crisis as I was falling through the rotting boards when I walked out there. As a large section of it is 15 feet off the ground, this was a serious safety issue that needed to be fixed quickly.
The water heater developed a leak this fall. Not a surprise. It worked for decades beyond its original expiration date. I had it replaced. I called an HVAC company out to do a winter check on my unit. They found some serious damage due to ... failed past repairs? Animals? Gremlins? I had it replaced.
And I finally got tired of looking at the hideous aluminum-framed windows that couldn't be opened, with trails of mold around the edges that no caulk could hide, and condensation between the panes due to long-failed seals. I had every window in the house replaced. Sounds so simple to type it out but it was a massive job.
Not that I replaced the windows myself. Hell no. I got three bids, did my research. I paid someone to do it. It took two and a half days, which is really fast from one perspective but an eternity when I had to take time off from work and be here all of that time.
I also had them replace the stupid fucking French doors from the kitchen to the deck. French doors look nice until you actually have to live in a house with them. Can't put a screen on the darned things. The locking mechanism of one was broken and I could only open one of the doors. They leaked water around the bottom. They never sealed well and cold air whistled in around them, despite the Frankenstein monster layers of sticky-backed rubber seals I kept adding around them. And when I had the window company come out to measure for the windows and the new sliding glass door, they pulled off the trim and we discovered there was literally 3 inches of open, unfilled space on either side of the doors. Just air and a thin layer of siding between that trim and the outdoor world. No wonder the kitchen was so hot in summer and cold in winter. There was no insulation at all around the damned things.
I went with vinyl windows, of course. Not double hung because that's a marketing gimmick. The lower panes in the single hung windows still rotate into the room and can even be removed if needed. The basic functionality is still there. The difference in price between single hung and double hung windows was the cost of my lovely new sliding glass door.
After the installers were gone, I spent hours (my entire Saturday) cleaning the floors and putting the furniture and carpets back in place. I still need to clean up the window frames here and there. There's still plenty of dust and vinyl curls to wipe up inside and nails and pieces of caulk and glass to pick up outside.
But the windows are so nice. I came home today after 7 hours outside teaching and training at the club to a cool, quiet den. Ahh.
But these projects never really end, do they? As they were installing the new windows, I realized that I couldn't put the horrible 30-year-old blinds back up. I just couldn't do it. So I measured everything and ran to Home Depot to order nice faux wood blinds in a warm maple color. Too bad I didn't realize this two weeks ago. But I can limp along with temporary window coverings until the new blinds come in. Deliver to the store for free? Why yes, I can pick them up. I'm still debating whether I will put the blinds up myself or pay someone else to do it. I took all the old blinds to Habitat for Humanity ReStore.
I'm fortunate that I can afford to replace these important parts of my home when I need to. The dogs and I will benefit from a cleaner, quieter, more comfortable living space.