We are hard at work on the new studio. We have a little more than two weeks to get it operational.
I won't pretend this doesn't frighten me just a little. But everyone assures me it can be done, so that's what I'm going with.
This is Nick. Nick has a beard and a ponytail.
Just thought I'd let you know.
Nick is spearheading the construction portion of this shebang, and by that I mean he's tearing down walls, putting up walls, and doing other important construction-y things.
He calls Shamrock "Mrs. Baby." The other day he told me, "I'm going to pick up a lead testing kit, because if you're going to have Mrs. Baby down here a lot, you don't want her to eat any paint chips and get lead poisoning."
Given a choice, I would prefer that Mrs. Baby not eat lead paint.
Some of the peg board has been taken down to expose the brick and the wood posts.
I would like to offer a home decor suggestion for you. When in doubt, don't go with the pegboard option.
Unless you want to live inside a connect-the-dots book, in which case, exercise your right to peg.
Soon, a portion of this will be the office, with new flooring and new wall colors. Mrs. Baby approves.
Today, the building owner had a worker there installing the new bathroom. New bathrooms are good, especially since we won't have lots of barefoot, stinky kettlebell worker-outers trying to use ours all the time.
Are you a worker-outer?
I'm not, why do you ask?
I checked on the bathroom progress, and the dude (not Nick, not anyone I hired) was installing the counter with the sink and faucet. The countertop was -- I kid you not -- two inches above my knee.
"Hmmm, that's kind of low, don't you think?" I asked him.
"Well, you're pretty tall," he replied.
"Yes... But standard counter height is not to my knees. Unless I've grown 10 inches overnight. Most counters come up to my hip."
He thought about this for a while.
We stared at each other.
He said, "Do you want me to raise the counter?"
"Yeah, let's just put in a standard counter height counter," I responded.
He looked at his tape measure. "What do you suppose that is?" he asked.
Nick was able to jump in with some standard counter height options. I picked one. The other worker pulled out his tape measure and stared at the number, trying to fix "36" into his mind.
We'll see what happened when I go back in the morning.
I'm thinking about putting down cork flooring instead of hardwood or laminate in the office area -- anyone have thoughts on that?