Critter Update

     We’ve already posted about all the critter sighting escapades and high-tailed adventures from back in the spring, shortly after we moved here.  They were driving us nuts as they scampered all through the attic gap between the roof deck and the interior sheetrock.  If that wasn’t enough for this city boy – those rascals made havoc under the house each night in the crawl space with their eerie chewing, clawing and scratching noises . . . sometimes sounding like they had a hammer.

     You’ll recall that one evening as I sat in the den, a squirrel came walking right past me on the carpet.  Minutes later I looked up and saw two raccoons standing on our back porch peering at me through the glass door.  Eventually, the cool nights of winter/spring gave way to the hot days and blazing hot temperatures in the attic, and the pesky wildlife looked elsewhere for their overnight stays.  I finally found their secret entry points they had gnawed through on the roof and sealed them up with heavy gauge wire mesh.  I never actually saw what ventured under the house during that time, but knew it was bigger and meaner than a squirrel - but smaller than a rhinoceros (of course - eros).

     One good thing about the summer’s heat - - it’s a really good deterrent to having those kind of overnight/un-invited guests.  So, I cruised along all summer with all the remodel projects including an extreme makeover of the second bath, as well as organizing the menagerie of wood, tools, hardware, paints, lawn and garden stuff, and recreational toys in the garage.  It’s now a real life MAN-GARAGE . . . a practical and compartmentalized work zone – much like my own version of Home Depot.

     I have a WOODWORKING DEPARTMENT where I have all my inventory of wood scraps and wood-cutting machinery.  I make a lot of sawdust, so I built a new wall to separate this area from the HARDWARE DEPARTMENT with all other power tools, hand-tools, plumbing and electrical supplies, etc.  I like to keep a fairly tidy workspace.  With my professional background, I’ve always had a large supply of paints and painting paraphernalia, so I also set up my handy-dandy PAINT DEPARTMENT walk-in closet.  I know what you’re starting to think – but it’s not over yet!

     The garage had a nice big room on the side that worked conveniently for all our recreational gizmos and lake house toys.  So half of that space became our OUTDOOR LIVING DEPARTMENT, and on the other end of the room is our LAWN AND GARDEN DEPARTMENT with everything we own for yard work.   It felt so good to get that done.  It only took three weeks to pull off.

     Following that surge of productivity, I was energized for the next installment of Home Improvement Maxwell Style, so I built new patio awnings for the back  and side of the sun room.  Too bad I didn’t do this back in June because it has really helped out with keeping the sun room cooler.  Two weeks ago, the time had come to start the demo of the master bath.  I had already leveled the kitchen and second bathroom, so I knew what was ahead for me and I was dreading going through all that tear out.  But once I lit the fuse, it was “Katy bar the door, ‘cause there’s no stoppin’ now.”

     I began by removing the old bathtub . . . ½” thick cast iron . . . 232 pounds . . . by myself.  Then I cut out the floor as I had done in the other rooms and leveled it back up to snuff.  The plumber came and installed the new Jaccuzzi tub and re-plumbed the bathroom underneath the house.  Then Rod and Kandi, the electricians, came and did their thing to make everything work – or work better.  Then I replaced the floor cut-outs and laid the new laminate floor.  The last few days have been occupying me with cement board backer over the tub area, and new sheet rock.  That brings you up-to-date on the actual work here.

     However, there’s an even bigger story to tell you about what’s been happening around here the last few weeks.  Fall-ish weather has brought cooler nights back, and you know what that means.  Yep.  The critters have returned to Capistrano.  About three weeks ago I noticed a 6” hole in the scuttle-hole screen.  I knew one thing . . . the creature from down under was now down under again.  We started being awakened every night between 2:00 - 6:00 am as the bumping and grinding resumed.  During the few days when the bathroom floor was wide open, I had the door closed for good measure (if you know what I mean).  One night I went in there to check on something, and when I turned the light on – guess who was standing on my ladder?  A great big possum!  Right there . . . inside my house!

     We stared at each other for a few seconds, then I slammed the door shut and ran around in a daze trying to figure out what to do to get him out . . . all-the-while thinking that now I know what made that big hole in the scuttle-hole screen. 

Jeannette and I stared at each other, trying to figure out what to do. Final, I went to the garage and brought back a garden rake (from the Lawn & Garden Department) and a cardboard box (??).  My strategy was to go back in and try to pin him down with the rake, and somehow get him in the box, which I gave to Jeannette to hold, then I would  and carry him out.  I also took a flashlight to try and blind him in a stand still.  All this was for naught as while I was collecting all my possum hunting gear – he went back down under.

     I covered the gaping holes in the floor with various size plywood scraps from the Woodworking Department, closed the door, and called it a night.  The next morning I removed the scuttle-hole barricade altogether so the rhinoceros-sized possum would leave for the day.  He didn’t.  So Jeannette went out and bought us a nice new shiny varmint trapper from Tractor Supply.  I baited it and put it in the opening of the scuttle-hole.  He never came out to dine . . . but the mice had a heyday eating the stinky catfood without tripping the cage door somehow.  This happened again the next night, so on the third day, Jeannette suggested that I set the trap under the house and close the scuttle-hole.  That sounded brilliant, and I did just that.  Meanwhile, the slam bam noises continued every night.

     Finally, one evening after two unsuccessful days and nights, no noises were coming from the underneath trap - no sounds of a caged beast, so I decided to check the trap.  You know, like fishing for a while and pulling up your line to see if the worm was there or not.  I was going to do it in a little bit, but I was busy on the computer in the den.  I heard what sounded like a dripping shower faucet from the second bathroom area, so I got up and started that direction.  As I got close to the door, the dripping sound stopped, so I went back to the den.             

     Minutes later, I heard the dripping sounds again, so I got up again and went to the bathroom.  Turning the light on, guess who was creeping along by the shower?  The rhinoceros possum!  I couldn’t believe my eyes.  The master bath floor was covered with plywood - so how could he get into the house?  I shut the door and went into my “catch the beast routine.”  Barefoot and wearing only plaid Bermuda shorts, I ran to our closet to put on my boots to protect my feet from a possible rhinoceros bite, then ran to my truck to get my heavy-duty work gloves, stopped by the Lawn & Garden Department again for the killer rake - - and I entered into a realm where no man has gone before.

     I closed the bathroom door behind me and found him hiding behind the toilet, so I teased at him with the killer rake a few times to get him out where I could pin him down easier.  It worked.   Someone had posted for our sake that you can grab a possum’s tail and pick them up. (Yuck).  But I did just that . . . while he snarled at me and tried to squirm.  That rascal was heavy, and I slipped quickly outside because I was afraid he would poop all over me or something like that.  It was 10:00 pm and I didn’t want to carry him off right then, so I dropped him into the garbage dumpster.  I put six concrete blocks on the lid so he couldn’t escape.  Six concrete blocks would keep a rhinoceros in that dumpster.

     About that time Jeannette got home again.  She always misses hearing me scream like a girl when I encounter the wild.  I’m a city boy you see.  Animals belong in the wild (or at the zoo) . . . not in town, and certainly not in my house!  She also didn’t get to take a photo of me in my hunting wardrobe either.  After all was over, I realized the dripping sounds were his little paws smacking as he walked across our vinyl laminate floor that goes from our bedroom door, around through the kitchen, and into the hall bathroom.  He was looking for water because he’d been without food and water for days under the house.  His point of entry ended up being through a hole in the floor that the plumber made for the drain pipe under the new bathtub in the master bath.  I couldn’t see it until I got a flashlight underneath and there it was – and wouldn’t you know it – the same size as the hole in the scuttle-hole cover.  It has since been stuffed shut with all kinds of insulation materials and boarded up.

     That was Saturday night Oct. 5, so the next day after church and having guests over for lunch, I pinned him in the bottom of the dumpster with the now famous rake and grabbed his tail again.  (Yuck again).  This time I was able to use the shiny new live trap to drop him into for safe cartage to a remote place down at the park, about two miles away.  Now he’s somebody else’s nuisance at night.
And here it is in pictures.

                                    

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

     Lastly, I permanently covered the outside scuttle-hole with a brand new heavy-duty wire screen.  It’s so strong . . . a rhinoceros couldn’t penetrate it.  J

This Weeks Progress (and animal control)

Les worked hard on the master bath this week, and there has been some progress, but a lot of difficulties. 
He got everything ready for the plumber, who was able to come on Wednesday. He did the plumbing work, then brought the new tub in. That is when we found out that the old size for a standard bathtub was 59 inches. The new standard size is 60 inches. OOPS. We couldn't put the tub in.

 

During this time, we had most of the bathroom floor open. Wednesday night, Les came into the den and said, "Guess what is in the bathroom." The first thing that entered my mind would have made me leave the house (rat), but he quickly explained that it was a possum. Yep, a possum in the bathroom. We stared at each other. We had no idea what to do. Finally, Les went to the garage and brought out a rake and a box. He gave me the box (I'm not sure what I was expected to do with it). And he went into the bathroom with the rake.

The possum was gone. It had gone back under the house.

Les had been fighting critters all week, after we heard something under the house or on the roof, or in the wall. It is hard to tell where strange noises are coming from during the night. Tuesday, he had found a hole in the wire mesh that covers the hole to go under the house. He built a new screen, made it secure, then put bricks in front of the screen. Unfortunately, we had trapped a possum under the house. Shoot! So, he opened the cover and hoped that the possum would just leave. Thursday morning, I bought a trap. We set the trap the next three nights at the opening, didn't catch anything but we have not heard any sounds. We are believing that the critter just left.

 

  The next day, (while trying to trap the possum), Les cut out one inch from each stud in the wall so that the tub could fit in.

 

 

 

 

 Saturday, while shopping for a really great light fixture for the master bath, we found a really great mirror for the hall bath. It was a great price, and just the right look I wanted for that bath. It is really hard to take pictures of a mirror. Either the flash is a problem, or the light above the mirror is. You can get an idea of how great it looks, though.

 

 

Master Bath Tear Out

We finally got started on the master bath. This is the next big job, and really, the last big job.
Once we got the kitchen done, the hall bath, and the laundry room, we took a break, and a big breath.

Then, Les spent two weeks organizing the garage. The next week, he built a roof over the patio. Then, he supervised the building of a drive-way addition.  It was hard to face another big project.

Finally, last Monday, Les got started on it, tearing out everything in the room. The floor was very uneven, so he cut holes in the floor to level it.  Just like in the other rooms, he put concrete blocks on the ground, then new piers, and jacked up the floor to make it level. He is getting really good at that.

For the last two days, we have waited on the plumber to come set the new tub.

These pictures are rather odd. 

These are looking down on the holes in the floor.

This is a picture of the jack under the beam.

This is the wall where the tub had been.

Another hole in the floor.

The plumbing for the tub.

 

Hopefully, tomorrow the new tub will be set.

Catching Up

Yep, like everyone else, we are busy folks.  We finished the kitchen. Well, not really, but it's useable and beautiful, just has some detail work to be done...like wall and ceiling repair!

Next, we moved on to the weird little area behind the kitchen. There was a hallway, with washer and dryer connections. If there had been appliances, we would not have been able to open the washer door! Then, a tiny bathroom, about the size of a coffee table. We could only open the door halfway, then wiggle around to get in.  We tore all the walls out to build a utility room and real bathroom. Fortunately, there was a closet right behind the utility hallway, that opened up from the master bath, which we didn't need. We tore out the wall to that, to create a nice size laundry room.

The new bathroom opens right beside the stairway to the attic, next to the kitchen. It is really looking good, but it's not completely finished. We want to get most of the real construction done eon the house, then do  repair, tape, bedding, texture, and paint on all of the walls.

The pictures aren't great, but they give you some idea of the new bathroom.

 

             

I have a Kitchen

After so many delays, I now have a working kitchen.
Our plumber, Larry worked all day Wednesday replacing the drain pip from the kitchen all the way to the sewer line. He came back Thursday, put in the kitchen sink, and connected the dishwasher,  disposal and refrigerator.

Rod and Kandi Rutledge came Friday and installed our wall outlets and hooked up the appliances.
So, wonder of wonders, miracle of miracles, our kitchen is up and running. It isn't finished. We still have a lot to do, but, this morning, we made coffee in the kitchen... not the bathroom!

 I really think it looks better in person, but here are some pictures.

 

I don't know what is up with there picture of the stove wall, maybe a funny angle. To me, the proportions are funny, like it is a child's kitchen stove.

 

I am so thankful!!!!! 

My New Adventure

Next week, I (Jeannette) am starting a new adventure in ministry. Our church, Cottonwood, has for some time wanted to start an Immigration Legal Resource Center to assist aliens in working through the INS paperwork, to obtain work visa's, to gain residence status, to bring family members over legally, and even citizenship when appropriate and other actions needed involving immigration.
Also, as part of this resource office, we would help them to enroll their children in school, find medical assistance, maybe look for jobs, just assist in whatever way we would be able to.

We feel that God has called us to this. The Bible is speaks clearly that God's people are to reach out and care for the widows, the orphans, and the aliens (or strangers).
Lev 19:34 You shall treat the stranger who sojourns with you as the native among you, and you shall love him as yourself, for you were strangers in the land of Egypt: I am the LORD your God. This has proved to be a formidable project, because it involves working with the Immigration Office and having knowledge of immigration law. In order to establish this type of ministry, someone from the church has to be certified to work with INS. Although I am very supportive of this ministry, I have not been a part of any of the planning meetings. Last week, our mission pastor asked if I would consider going to a week of training, along with another woman from church, so that we would both be certified in this area. He felt that this new ministry would reach mostly women and that it would be good for me to attend the training and help with this ministry.

Since I intentionally default to a "yes" to ministry opportunities, and let God tell me "No" if he needs to, I felt that I needed to really consider this. I talked to Les about it, and he was unconditionally affirmative, even though it means I will be gone the whole week of our anniversary.

So, Sunday night, I will head off to San Antonio with Linda McDowell, to be ready to start training on Monday morning at 7:15.

Hopefully, Les will take some time off remodeling to keep you up to date. 

Graduation Day

We actually do still have a life outside of house remodeling. Last Friday, we took a break to celebrate the High School graduation of our oldest grandson. 

Carter is a fantastic young man. He is tender-hearted, loves the Lord, loves his family, loves to serve others. He is a great big brother to his sister and two brothers. He honors his mother and father.
Carter is a very talented musician and has a heart for worship. He has been on the worship team for his Christian school for three years, and serves on his church worship team now.

 

This is the family who gathered for dinner before graduation (except Emily and her family who got there a little later.)

 

 

Carter leading worship at their church.

 

This is from a recent mission trip.

Leading worship at school.

 

This is the kind of big brother he is.

 

 

We are so BLESSED. We have amazing daughters, sons-in-law, and grandchildren. Carter has set a wonderful example for all the others to follow. We could not be more proud, or more grateful.