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The 2nd Floor Greenhouse Project – Day 1

The time has come. The jumbled space you see above will soon make way for my second greenhouse build, on the 2nd floor balcony of my building.

This should have been done last fall, but The Reno from Hell (which is still, as I write this, the Unfinished Reno from Hell) was just beginning and I figured I would get at the greenhouse as soon as the 6 week reno was done.

Before the snow flew.

And then the snow flew and just kept on flying, long after Spring should have sprung, and the whole city has been depressed over it.

And the “6-week” reno is still not complete.

I’ve given up on the reno, but not the greenhouse, which would have made this just-past extra long winter a little more bearable, had I got the build done when I originally planned.

Anyway, today I start.

I lucked into a bag of insulation “ends” that was left outside next to my recycling split carts. Apparently, the erstwhile renovator decided that the City would take it with the household garbage – and that it wouldn’t be blown down John St. in a high wind. Both of these things proved false, but during the retrieval of the tumbleweed insulation, I decided I could put the ends to good use.

You can see my plan in the above photo – I don’t think I’ll even have to cut any insulation – just tuck it all up before I staple the moisture barrier over it.

By the end of today, I’m hoping that I’ll have the roof insulated and the end wall plastic up. The white plastic lattice will come down first (I have another use for that – several uses if I end up with enough lattice), and then the plastic will go up by various means, including a staple gun and sealing tape.

When I built my first greenhouse on the third floor balcony several years ago, I was pretty sure that staples and sealing tape would blow apart fairly quickly, but I was dead wrong. Over four years, all I had to do was patch a few holes in the plastic now and again. Hopefully, this level will hold up as well.

All of the junk out here is gardening junk. The Tarmac Garden in the parking lot has not yet been cleaned up after the winter, but most of this stuff can now be safely moved down and temporarily hidden under the back deck until the lot is shoveled and swept and planting can begin – aiming for no later than May 24th this year. We’ll have to see how that pans out.

So, as usual, I have a thousand small steps to take to get two tasks of this project done today. I generally fail miserably at scheduling, so I’m not sure it’s even feasible, but the sun doesn’t go down until 8:51 pm… how much do you think I can cram into 6 hours?

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I Have Found Zen…

This video has solved every problem I have ever had.

Ever.

Random Song-for-the-Day: “Lunatic Fringe” – Red Rider

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Bloody Mary Doesn’t Live Here Anymore…

Is it Any Wonder I Can't Sleep at Night?!
Is it Any Wonder I Can’t Sleep at Night?!

My immediate surroundings are a little on the macabre side. I’m speaking here of my space, my attic loft, my Belfry – where I tend to hibernate.

My own little Narnia wardrobe...
My own little Narnia wardrobe…
It’s a cool space – to a degree. I don’t mind having a secret panel in the wall – that part of things is pretty frickin’ groovy, but the bloody handprints on the walls have got to go.

Same with the mod green rope lights.

And the staples. Thousands of staples. Why for they’re there I don’t know, but they gotta go, too.

I’m gonna need paint. Lots and lots of paint. I’m going to put a base coat of plain white on all the wall panels, and go from there as far as a colour scheme, but before I can do that I have to take down about 200 feet of rope lights that are screw-nailed into the walls.

And then I gotta pull all those F-ing staples out.

I’ve tightly scheduled in time next Friday and Saturday to get the walls “paint-ready”. A pair of pliers, a bottle of rum, and about 4 hours oughtta do the trick…

I’ll keep you posted.

Random Song-for-the-Day: “Please Don’t Go” – Mike Posner