Ringing in 2019

Despite a *rocky end, we did have a pretty amazing year. We went on two exotic vacations, first to Hawaii to visit Chris and Carol, then to Mexico to celebrate the wedding of Dan and Aly. We spent some good times at Ben’s cabin, though this will be our last year there, as he has now sold it to some other lucky soul.

Huck turned 14, achieved his Brown Belt in Kung Fu and started high school at Summit Sierra, a charter school in the International District. He is no longer our boy but our young man, weathering the recent stresses of our relationship with grace, emotional intelligence, and a report card that is the best one he has ever received- all A’s and one B+. His current obsession with the WW1 German military (pre-Nazi, folks, important to remember) has him teaching himself the German language in addition to the Spanish he has to learn at school. He is snowboarding with Morgan as I write this, having apparently reached a new level of skill and ease on the slopes. All of this makes up for the absolutely typical teenage attitude we get treated to with regularity, monosyllabic responses and all.

Though I have not posted about house progress recently, progress is being made. Morgan has been working on wiring, installing light fixtures and switches, and as of December 30th, doorbells for front and back doors! “Ringing in the new year”, get it?

 

 

*Last year Morgan and I took a series of classes with Sarah MacLean Bicknell, four workshops, one for each of the cardinal directions, as a way of walking the path of intention. The best way I can describe it is to say that sometimes our linear thinking gets in the way of actual growth and progress, and that these workshops were an opportunity to drop into a deeper sense of self in relationship to the soul’s journey. For me it was a way to develop larger listening skills, get out of my own way, become more present so I can do what I am here to do and not just bide my life-time. I don’t know what specifically Morgan was hoping to get from it, but what we both got was movement in places that were terribly stuck, and when the pressure from those stuck places released, chaos ensued. Chaos is a place of huge learning– difficult, exhausting, ultimately rewarding if you can receive the learning and integrate it. At present the chaos has subsided and now we work to integrate, to cultivate “beginners mind”, to move where movement is needed, all with a deep and abiding love and appreciation for the humanity of the other.

As we say goodbye to 2018, I am filled with gratitude. I am grateful for the love and support of friends and family, for heat in our home and a flushing toilet, for meaningful work, clean water, healthy food, for an unlimited capacity to grow and learn. I look forward to whatever the new year will bring with an eye to staying adaptable and resilient, to connecting with people I love, and a sincere hope for some positive change for the planet. Love to you all!

Huck’s new bed

It’s been a dramatic couple of months here at the Hammershack. If you know us, you probably know this on some level or another. Morgan and I had a sudden and urgent need for emotional space, and I was welcomed into the homes of a couple of different friends to make this possible. Obviously, this was really hard. “Really hard” doesn’t even approach it, actually, but there it is. We are doing much better now, still keeping a little bit of space, but spending a lot more of our time together, and feeling the real rewards of giving ourselves that time out.

One good thing we were able to do with that space is accelerate the project of giving Huck our bed. He had outgrown the loft bed we bought him when he was 5- it was fine to crawl up into a small space a bit too close to the ceiling back then, but as his 14-year-old body is probably 6′ at this point, it was getting ridiculous. In the photos above his “before” bed is the blond one, with orange wall. Our plan has been to give our bed to him when we finally move the living room downstairs, freeing up that room to become a larger bedroom in which we can have a king sized bed. This will eventually happen! But not soon enough for Huck.

Morgan built our bed for us when I moved in in 2001 to accommodate a closet because the closet in our bedroom is teeny tiny (see photo above). Giving Huck our bed would take away the majority of our clothing storage without the new storage we have built being quite available yet. When I moved into my temporary “emotional space” home (thanks, Buphalo!!) I suddenly had a huge walk-in closet and was able to take all of my clothes over there, freeing up the bed for Huck. It seemed like one good thing we could offer in the middle of an otherwise unhappy and confusing time.

While we were at it, it was time to fix the plaster cracks, paint the walls, finish some outlets, and generally bring the room into a nearly-finished state (floors will have to wait). Huck chose purple walls and grey trim and decided to move the bed to a different wall. Morgan spent a lot of time bringing this whole vision to life for him, and he loves it. He has made it a cave, and our cat Vader loves it, too.

For Christmas, he got some LED strip lights and a hammock, among other things, to really bring it all together. He is hanging out there now…

 

Electrifying progress

Morgan has been re-wiring our old house for the past few days. We still have knob-and-tube in this 1924 structure, something he told me he needed to change when I first started dating him in 2000. “Probably should jack the house up first, though,” he said. Welp, we went and did that, and now he’s doing this. We get to choose where we want outlets, which is pretty fun. You have to try to imagine how the room could potentially be used, not just how we use it. We also have to pull our furniture out and toss everything out of his way, so it has been more cluttered than usual in our living spaces. Worth it.

Tucking in the edges

The other big piece of concrete work we got done last month was this “curb” on the top of our lower rock wall, and the pad at the front door landing.

Forms for the curb. Note new home construction across the street.

Front door landing. Way better than mud!

The top of the rock wall is a couple of feet lower than our patio needs to be, so this curb is our way of containing the gravel we want to put out there. Eventually, on the rock wall side of this structure, Morgan will build a steel band to essentially make a long planter box on top of the rock wall for kitchen herbs and flowers.

From this view you will someday see a steel band instead of concrete on top of the wall.

In the meantime, it was really satisfying for me to have that hard edge to define the garden/planting area as opposed to construction/driveway area, and I spent some time clearing out rocks and rubble and fluffing the garden beds in celebration.

(Almost) Instant Gratification

Here’s a new fancy thing we got this week:

See that little button? Now we can push it before we use the hot water tap and it activates this:

That’s a recirculating pump, it flushes the hot water line of the cooled water that’s between the water heater and the tap. When we push that button and wait about 40 seconds and then open the hot water tap, it’s (almost) immediately hot!

Fancy pants! Also, saves water!

Rough plumbing

Here’s something else that’s happening- the water is working its way into walls and valves, weaving with wiring towards a new kitchen and bath.

Powder room has a European shower situation with drain in floor

Powder room shower valves

These valves feed an outdoor sink by the shop. Hot and cold outside!!!

What you see here is channels carved with a special hot knife into the Insulated Concrete Forms that make up the walls of our new ground floor.

It is a big ol’ mess down there as things start happening again, which is fine by me.

He put everything on wheels so he could move it around to work behind it easily.

Concrete results

Oh, hi! It’s been a long time since I posted, but things are happening now. We are thrilled to have taken what you see above and turned it into what you see below:

When we picked up the house we decided to roll it South about four feet to make the driveway drivable for Morgan’s truck. When this beautiful concrete cures, he will be able to pull his truck all the way back to the doors of his shop. Where previously he did a LOT of schlepping of tools 20′ back and forth, he will (if the driveway stays clear enough, ahem) be right there to load and unload. Think of the efficiency!

Additionally, we now have a concrete pad by the back door where we have had gravel for about three years. The cats can hardly believe how nice that is under their little feet.

Springing forward

It’s been awhile since I have posted, and that’s because nothing much has changed here. Morgan is nearing the end of a big remodel job he’s been working on since June, so he’ll be back here soon, dialing in our rough plumbing and electrical. He’s really looking forward to it.

In the meantime we have been occupying our unfinished space, using it for occasional game nights, crafting, and escaping from the living room upstairs when Huck is playing video games.

We brought the laundry inside, not to its real home but temporarily located near the mechanical room so we can use that floor drain. The washing machine has really appreciated the move, and has stopped being finicky.

Morgan also completed his wheelchair collection, which in our big half-finished space is really fun.

Happy New Year/Goodbye 2017

I didn’t manage to put together a physical holiday card this year, so I thought I’d do a little something here.

This has been a year with more than the average amount of sorrow for us, but we find ourselves appreciating our joys that much more. Growth doesn’t happen without some discomfort (Huck can tell you that on his way up!) and every discomfort offers an opportunity for growth. Personally I struggle to be gracious about it, but that struggle is exquisite in its own way.

Our house largely sat and waited for our attention this year, though the big rock wall and paint job sure make us look spiffy. It seems likely that we will get somewhere new and interesting in 2018, but I am not holding my breath for “finished”. We are warm, comfortable, and used to the privation of the toilet in the kitchen, so it’s all first world problems from there.

I submit to you a small gallery of photos from our lives in 2017, and a story of grace. Please take care of each other out there! Sending our warmest wishes,

Bevin, Morgan and Huck

https://www.seattletimes.com/seattle-news/friends-honor-artists-last-wishes-with-water-ballet-in-a-seattle-kiddie-pool/

 

 

 

Polishing up our image

It’s been a big week here at the Hammershack, after many months of relative standstill. Morgan has been earning money, so no time to spend on our place- But!

We paid our old housemate Ben to prep the cedar part of our house for painting this summer, and today he, Morgan, and Monica sprayed two coats onto the sides of the house. Transformation!

Rubble field below, primer above.

Sharp!

You might notice another big transformation in that picture- our glorious new retaining wall and gravel bed! Made possible by a generous gift from Morgan’s father, Chris, this beauty was installed earlier this week by Joshua at Noble Stone.

Big rocks are so much better than black plastic.

Last weekend was a frenzy of preparation for us as we scrambled to finish the footing drains and install a proper catch basin at the corner of the house before Joshua arrived on Monday. And by “we” I mean Morgan, with support from me. He has been busting his butt.

Trenching for drain pipes and catch basin.

Remember how tall this is when you see it buried below!

Late night glue session.

Drains passed inspection Monday afternoon which meant we could bury the whole thing and forget about it.

All tucked away and scaffolding on top.

Remember how tall this thing is? Lots of gravel.

And now, the detail work of both the paint job and the gravel and rock wall installation will keep us busy for many weekends to come!

This needs a couple feet of topsoil and some nice new plants.

Stairs, someday, and a front door landing.

Trim and detail work awaits!