RS: how to pry a half-ton monster freezer out of your basement and live to tell the tale

The former home owners left us lots of little presents, but nothing tops the freezer. Apologies to those of you still trying to forget (you know we are), but here’s the deal – No ordinary appliance, this giant metal horror film prop had sat, unplugged, for years before we bought the house. Besides being ugly […]

RS: etsy saves the day

Last week, after a spirited but polite debate with my husband about the placement of our bathroom sconces (your eye level or mine?), I turned to Pottery Barn as the ultimate authority on light height. In case you too were just having this discussion, PB places downward-facing sconces about three feet above the counter on either […]

restoration saga: a river runs through it

Our house sits in a quiet neighborhood. There’s the low hum of the highway, happy shouts of children, and the low ruffing of our friendly neighborhood Doberman. Step inside, and all of that disappears. This tiny house is, I think, a peaceful place and perfectly quiet, except for one thing. There appears to be a fresh […]

restoration saga: renovating with a broken brain

I have no business renovating a house. On top of my lack of prior experience, I sport an embarrassing lack of hand-eye coordination. The events that qualify as other people’s most embarrassing experiences ever make up my daily existence. Ran into a wall? Not again. Tray dropped in the cafeteria? Take a bow. In our […]

restoration saga: birds and sparks

We bought a falling apart house. I owe you an explanation — but suffice it to say — Today we found dead birds – four – behind an attic bedroom wall. We discovered double drop ceilings and double paneled walls. In trying to wiggle an outlet free of said paneling I nearly set the house […]