Brownstoner Reno: Posts by: Brownstoner

Check out these crazy box springs that are part of the beds we got last weekend–they look like they are some kind of torture or s&m device. We drove a truckload of family heirlooms back from Virginia last week and these were among the booty. They are part of a pair of brass beds from Germany in th 1880s. We’ll get a photo of the beds when they are assembled in the guest room asap.

Alright, so we’re going to start putting up some more stuff now even though it feels like we have a long way to go before the interiors are “finished”. First up: We’ve gotten most of our records put away though we still have some wiring issues to sort out–plus we have yet to unearth a couple of components from the depths of some unmarked box.

We also started to get some nasty mold popping up post-flooding which we had to nip in the bud.

Here’s what the ceiling of the cellar looked like after the flooding caused by our collapsed waste line. Luckily insurance is picking up the tab on the interior damage–not so with the waste line itself.

We finally got the tiling done on the half-walls on either side of the marble sink in the master bathroom.

The carpenter is in the process of concealing the ACs and building more shelving for the record collection in the “music room” in the center of the second floor.

This is how the partition came out in the front hall of the parlor floor. A necessary evil given how we are dividing the house, both to create separation from the garden floor rental and the private “studio” for our sister at the back of the parlor floor. Notice the pipe molding that we rescued from another part of the house to try to make the doorway look more at home. It is what it is though: Out of place. But what can you do.

The front room on the parlor floor has been the repository for most of our boxes since we moved. Only in the last few days have we been able to chip away at them to the point where we’ve restored some order. Ultimately the office/grown-up playroom, this will probably be the last room that gets set-up for use.

Okay, we promise we’ll stop obsessing about our closet after this post. By tonight when we return home, we’re hoping our clothes will have magically moved from our bedroom floor onto these shelves.