Sunday, November 30, 2008
- Floorboards picked up and delivered to the house. Bike Boy did get bogged in the process, when he executed my brilliant idea of cutting across the vacant block behind out house with the car and fully loaded trailer, and carting the packs straight into the rumpus room. When I suggested that, it had NOT been bucketing rain for approximately 20 hours. He was most happy. Yeah, right.
-TV antenna installed. No, my husband did not climb around on the roof in the rain, we employed an expert. He's not entirely crazy.
- Letterbox purchased and waiting in the garage.
- Grout sealed in floor and shower tiles. I am NOT having my lovely off-white grout turn grey within a few months. Not this time.
- Floor scraped, sanded and vacuumed so it's ready for the boards to be laid tomorrow.
- Gate collected and left for the fencing dudes to hang when they do the fence panels tomorrow. Let's hope they manage not to stuff that up.
- Formwork is all done for the driveway and concrete pour is scheduled for tomorrow.
Now we just have to follow up the blind manufacturers to get them to come and measure up, contact the landscapers to start on our front yard, build some decking on the front porch and in the al fresco room, move all our crap....oh yeah, and chase the builders to finish what they started.
Friday, November 28, 2008
*sigh* I'm betting that the deadlock keys are in the site supervisor's pocket, since those were just being fitted as we left this afternoon. But the deadlocks were supposed to be keyed alike to the entry sets. They're not.
Then we have the key to one set of bifolds, but not the other - again, why aren't those keyed alike? And no key at all to the sliding door.
Whatever, at least we can get in. Well, Bike Boy can. I'll be working all day tomorrow and well into the evening, so no time to do anything useful over there anyway. Oh well, Sunday....
We're also promised a big fat cheque in the mail next week for rent compo. I'll be waiting impatiently for that!
I'd like to report that we're excited, elated and thrilled, but mostly, we both just feel exhausted, pissed off and let down. :o(
Maybe that will change in the next couple of days.
OK, last straw! I completely lost it. Through gritted teeth and with raised voice, I told them exactly what I thought of their crappy treatment of their customers and that they'd better sort it out, pronto! I must have looked pretty scary, because everyone took a BIG step backwards.
I suddenly had three people serving me, all running around making phone calls, looking up stuff on the computers and trying to prevent the crazy lady from screaming and scaring the other customers....
What should have taken 5 minutes actually took half an hour to sort out, but eventually, I walked out of there with my cheque in hand. I pity the poor bloke who drew the short sttaw and got to serve me this morning, but that's one of the hazards of working for the Dark Side. I hope they pay him well.
We'll be seriously reviewing our banking arrangements in the New Year. I owe them nothing....
Edit: Actually I owe them rather a lot of $$. But you know what I mean.
Plaster still not repaired where a light fitting has been moved. Since we can't get in, we don't know, but can guess, that other plaster repairs haven't been done either.
Floor has been cleaned, but very poorly. No evidence of site clean being done, so concrete, rubble etc is still there.
Plumber has not been to sort out the storm water (we were assured he'd be there yesterday). Attempts to repair bent powder coated infill above sliding door have made it worse.
Painter has not been seen yet.
No deadlocks fitted, and we assume that the other fixing items haven't been done either.
Our inspection is at 1:30pm tomorrow. At least our concreter is on the ball - the driveway is all dug out and formed up, ready to pour. And the idiot fencing contractors have concreted in the posts on our side boundary and attached the top rails, so at least that's some progress. We DID have to request that they not pour concrete into the hole where they've trashed the stormwater...a stormwater drain full of cement? Yeah, that'd work well....
Continuing the dramas, I got on my high horse with the bank yesterday afternoon and caused a stir. All I've asked for is confirmation that a bank cheque will be available at our local branch for collection this morning. I asked for this on Tuesday last week. And again on Monday this week. And again on Wednesday. And then again at lunchtime yesterday.
At 3:00pm I lost patience and faxed a complaint, pointing out exactly how bad their service is, and letting them know that if I did not hear for them within the hour, I would be escalating my complaint to the Banking Ombudsman. 59 minutes later, I got a call, masses of apologies, and the whole thing was sorted out pretty quickly. I now have confirmation in writing that our cheque will be waiting for us tomorrow morning at the branch I specified.
Honestly, that wasn't so hard, was it? So why did it take 10 days, 3 faxes, 4 phone calls and a threat to make it happen? I worked for this particular bank for 20 years, so I'm particularly disgusted when their service isn't up to scratch. I told them that a 12-year-old with a piggy bank full of 5 cent coins gets better service in the branches than their "valued" home loan customers. True...
After a few dramas with this current loan, a previous loan and an insurance claim, I'll be taking my business and walking in the new year. Loyalty? Bah! It'd be nice if they demonstrated some!
I wish I could say that had made me feel better, but nope.... rocking up to the house this afternoon and finding everything completed? THAT will make me feel better!
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
On top of that, I've just had a call from the construction manager, who informs me that the brickie is working right now on patching up mortar and fixing a dodgy column in the garage, the plasterers are due shortly to fix a couple of things, and tomorrow the following are all organised:
- Roof service
- Laminate cleaning/polishing
- Installation of some powder coated window infills that we weren't happy with
The fascia guys were there earlier too, but the material they had didn't match our colour, so they have to order new pieces and come back.
He's very confident that handover will go ahead on Friday. Me? I'm feeling quite a bit better.
Now I'm going to chase the admin girl re our Certificate of Occupancy, which I still haven't received.... and then I may have to do battle with the bank, who still have not replied to my fax from last Tuesday requesting that a bank cheque be available for us to collect on Friday morning. I've made one follow-up phone call, and will be really peeved if I have to ring again.
And let's hope my skills with the spray paint, plus the note/diagram I've taped to the rear door of the house, gets the message through the thick skulls of the fencing contractors....
So I ring the contact at the developer's office, who provides me with a number for the fencing contractor. He promises to get his guys to check their measurements. Sure enough, a couple of days later, a nice tall stake, sprayed bright pink, appears next to the right corner peg.
Last night I noticed that the post holes had been dug. Great! Only.....hmm. The ones for the rear boundary seem a little too close to the house. We have a 2m easement along that boundary and only about 145mm clearance from the house to the easement at one corner, but still.... that doesn't look like 2m to me.
This morning I go back, armed with my trusty tape measure and the site plan. Sure enough, the post holes at one end, where the next door neighbour has an existing fence, are correct. But at the other end? Instead of a distance of 2145mm between the rear of the house and the proposed fence, we have only 1800. Looks like over 300mm has gone missing.
I rang the fencing guy again. He argued with me! I insisted. After all, I was standing right there, with my tape measure and the holes were clearly wrong. He sighed and said he'd get the guys to check it. Again.
After I hung up, I found the peg that marks the angle in the fence. It's some distance from where they put the hole. I'm going back in a tick, with a nice bright can of spray paint and a string line, to mark the correct spot.
No way is our rear neighbour getting a free gift of 300mm of our land!
Monday, November 24, 2008
We organise a meeting with the construction manager and our supervisor and make it clear that we are Not. Happy. Jan. We point out how the roof line dips away in one corner of the ensuite. How this wall or that aren't plumb. How bulkheads have been framed wrongly. How the wrong timbers have been used in load-bearing walls. How some of the timbers that should have been used have now been cut up to build the frame for our missing entertainment niche. How the roof line is uneven. And so on.
We learn that the frame has failed inspection (gee, really?), but is due for another shortly, and assuming all is OK, the plasterers need to get started so as not to hold things up. *ahem* They assure us that various things will be rectified and we are promised a copy of the frame inspection report thingy, which we request because we no longer have any faith in these promises. We never did get that...
Plaster goes on and walls look woeful. Things start and stop and go nowhere. We get a whole lot more empty promises, and then one day when walking up the street and viewing the place from a different angle, we notice just how bad the roof is. The entire front face looks like (as my husband puts it) "the waves at Bell's Beach".
By this time we've sent numerous emails and made multiple phone calls and got not very far. We start to investigate what the Building Commission can do for us, and how to go about starting a formal complaints process. Then I get a phone call one morning out of the blue from our new site supervisor. NEW site supervisor? First we've heard of it. He wants to have a meeting on site to go over the house with us. I'm at work and suggest he rings Bike Boy, who organises a meeting with the new guy.
New Guy is brought up to speed very quickly and is probably wondering who's bad side he's managed to end up on to inherit this job... he seems appalled at the state of the roof and various other things, and utters several bad words at the workmanship (or lack of...).
One of the first things he does is to have all the plaster in the garage, the entire ceiling throughout the front of the house, along with some sections of cornice elsewhere, ripped down. Then a number of roof trusses are moved. With the tiles on. Err... Still, that results in a marked improvement in the roofline. Other trusses are jacked up and various bits of frame evened out. New Guy also tells us that the frame actually failed inspection FIVE times. And that he has no idea how it passed on the sixth attempt.
We still have issues with tradies. Like this:
In what parallel universe is it acceptable to prop up a roof truss with an old chisel?
There was more of the same, things were happening, but it was all two steps forward, one step back. The plaster was pulled down and re-done more times than we could count. There was so much done wrong, re-done (wrong again), re-done again.....but it would take me a week to list it all.
We had a lot of promises and some action, and this went on for weeks and weeks*. Our biggest beef was that we saw our contract completion date come and go in August and we just could not pin anyone down to a timeframe for actual real-world completion. Work had also seemed to come to a halt; nobody was in a hurry to do anything.
Finally, we looked up the big boss at PD and sent him a terse email, listing some of our issues, the main one being the lack of any kind of timeline. Bike Boy got a call from him first thing the next morning, and Lo! Things began to happen.
By this time it was September and we were fast running out of patience - and cash.
* I have to note here that New Guy was actually getting a lot of things happening and seemed to be making a genuine effort to sort out all the dramas. But he was up against it with tradies who just didn't care (that's if they bothered to show up in the first place) and also in trying to work around the poor-quality frame.
We left on Thursday arvo feeling reasonably hopeful that our nightmare was soon to end; almost cheerful in fact. On Friday morning, I looked up the street as I drove past on my way to do the school run....but there was no sign of anything happening. Oh well, it was only 8:00am. I was back just before lunch - still nobody there. Walked over later in the afternoon. Nope, all was quiet.
Saturday, nobody turned up. Sunday - bah! As if....! Today, I stopped on my way home from work, walked all around (in the mud) and peered in every window. The roof has not been fixed, the little red dots are still all over the place, exactly where they were on Thursday, and nothing, NOTHING has been done. Zero. Zilch. Zip. Three days completely wasted. Grrr.
Now they have three days left to complete everything before handover. What do you think the chances are of that happening?
I've busted my butt the past few days, organising insurance, gas and electricity accounts, blinds, steam cleaning (for the rental), all on the assumption that we would have possession at the end of this week. The flooring guy is booked for Monday to start on our floating floors, the carpet all organised for the week after, fences are going up and the concreter is ready to start the driveway any day. Just that one tiny detail to take care of....the keys?
We will not be handing over any money if the major things aren't completed, no matter how much pressure we may be under in terms of our housing situation. Call me cynical, but I think perhaps some large builders count on clients being in financial doo-doo, thanks to delays, and therefore being willing to settle for below-par work, just to get the keys.
Not us, nuh-uh. VCAT may be in our future yet....
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Exterior colours are:
Bricks - Austral Harvest Malt
Render - Rockcote Pinjara
Spouting, fascia, garage door, front door, portico beam - Colourbond Ironstone
Weatherboards - Colourbond Paperbark (yes, they are made of fibre cement, but that's the paint colour we liked)
Roof tiles - CSR Monier. Profile Horizon, colour Barramundi
And I'm rather keen on the Gleditzia that's been planted on our nature strip. Now for driveway, front path, some decking on the porch and landscaping. Oh...maybe we'd better actually get through handover first.
Next, framing timber was delivered, and the slab marked up for the frame. NOW things were getting exciting!
Then we notice another drain sited oddly in the edge of the slab behind the garage, right where the doorway will be. Hmm. This is the lower concrete sill that runs all the way around the slab, on which the brickwork is built. Surely that can't be right?
We call the site supervisor again - no, that shouldn't be there, it has to be moved. The plumber will be back to do it soon. Oh-KAY. Seems like no biggie and the frame moves ahead.
But ....UH-OH! This is a MAJOR biggie:
A piece of our slab edge at the rear corner has cracked right through. Gah! We demand a site meeting with the supervisor, and show him exactly what we're concerned about. He pokes the cracked concrete with the edge of his boot and the whole piece breaks away, along with a bit more - about a metre in length. Husband goes slightly ballistic. We are assured that the slab will be repaired - engineers will be called out to look at it and decide what needs to be done.
The verdict is: the slab needs to be drilled into and steel reinforcement bars inserted, then new concrete framed up and poured. Sounds reasonable to us, what do we know about concreting? Or building engineering? A few days later, we arrive to find this:
The slab repair has obviously been done, and we can only assume that the drilling and addition of reinforcement bars actually happened. Fingers crossed.... BUT - we are not impressed by the leftover concrete that has simply been poured out onto the ground. If they think we're digging that out when we start landscaping, they're mistaken. We request that the excess concrete be removed and are assured it will be.
Meanwhile, we're underwhelmed by our framer's work. I understand that it's a big and complicated house, and that small details can be missed (LOTS of small details), but what sort of idiot thinks that a door frame should go in upside down?
The laundry door has an aluminium tread along the bottom.... Yes, that's it there - at the TOP. Even if that wasn't a clue, the hinges are on the wrong side.
Then there's this:
Bedroom windows. Two are awnings and one is fixed. Even if you didn't READ THE PLAN, DUMMIE, surely it's obvious that the odd one out - the fixed window - should go in the middle, not on the right?
There were niches missing or sited wrongly. One, supposed to be in the kitchen, was placed more or less in the right spot, but only to half the correct depth and facing the wrong way - so that it would have been a nice feature inside the linen cupboard. We had nib walls left out, and our entertainment niche in the bedroom was framed as a strange kind of angled wall instead. And there was so much more...
All of this began to piss us right off, and we started to look really closely at everything this guy did. The roof trusses went on and Bike Boy was convinced that something just wasn't right. All we had was a partial truss plan, so it was kind of hard to check, but there was another Bridgeport under construction on a neighbouring estate, so we went and took a look. Hmm. Ours didn't look anything like that. This one was neat, square and waaay better quality than our frame.
We voiced our concerns several times to the site supervisor, and he agreed that the roof trusses hadn't been placed according to the plan, but that it would be OK, if the framer just made a few amendments. We weren't entirely convinced, but at this point we were still asssuming that we were dealing with professionals who knew what they were doing, so we decided to wait and see what happened.
The portico and parapet wall, which were features of the facade we'd chosen, were unfinished. We were given some waffle about wrong materials being delivered and new ones expected, but to us, it looked a LOT like the guy just had no clue about how to put together the front part of our house.
The wall wrap was put on - very badly. I know it gets covered by bricks and other cladding materials, but I'm pretty sure it's not meant to have gaps or big wrinkles in it. Then the Big Storm hit. Melbourne was buffetted by ridiculous winds, and OF COURSE, our wall wrap was blown off and torn to shreds in places.
Bike Boy was by this time of the Trust No-one school of thought, and insisted on emailing to get written confirmation that all damaged material would be replaced with new, and not simply nailed back up. We got a reply, agreeing that this was so. Ha!
We got one or two small sections replaced, but the rest was simply reattached, ragged edges, tears and deteriorated metal backing and all.
Gee, do you think the fact that it's see-through might mean it isn't going to do the job it was intended to do?
Again, we got promises that it would be rectified, and again, it didn't happen. We were still waiting for the drain to be moved and the concrete clean-up to happen. The portico was still untouched, and tiles had gone on without anything being done about the roof trusses. I think by this stage we were in May.....
Brickies began work, although there'd been no sign of the plumber or electrician yet. We had issues with the brick work. Just for one example, I don't think expansion joints are supposed to be 5mm wide at the bottom and 25mm wide at the top. And I could be wrong, but I thought they should be more or less a straight line:
I can't quite recall the order of events now, but at some point the idiot framer returned to fix all the bulkheads that he'd framed to the wrong heights. This included a raised ceiling in the entry (the ceiling is 10' high here). As he was attempting to frame up the 300mm bulkhead around the edges, he obviously realsied that the way he'd put the roof trusses on meant that the ends of a couple were sticking through into the entry - and because of the raised ceiling height, these ends were BELOW ceiling level. His solution? Cut the ends off the trusses!
This time, we went completely mental. No more Mr Nice Guy. OK, they'd get the roof truss company to send out their engineers and figure out how to fix things so the structural integrity of the roof was unaffected. WE wanted the tiles ripped off, and the trusses replaced with new ones - the right way! In hindsight, we should have insisted. The trusses got bodgied up - they don't look pretty, but we got copies of the engineers reports and drawings, which seem to agree with what's been done - so hopefully they'll hold up.
Then the plumber finally turned up to do the rough-in. He ran all the internal pipes, and that all looked OK. Then he did the water lead-in from the meter. Uh....
We hit the roof! A very long, very detailed and full-of-photos email was sent off. We listed all our complaints, cited what had been promised yet not delivered, and made it clear that we were not paying a cent more until these things were rectified.
We had long ago got to the point where we put everything in writing, and insisted on written responses. We could see this thing turning into a big old nightmare.....
Saturday, November 22, 2008
We're also informed that our bricks have been discontinued and I almost have a heart attack. Does the brick manufacturer not REALISE how difficult it is to choose a colour scheme? And now I have to go through all the drama AGAIN. Back to Craigieburn for more brick samples....
We also had all bathroom fittings and taps discontinued and replaced with items so similar I could barely tell the difference. Same with exterior door handles and deadlocks. I start to pray that my tiles don't get the chop before we get to the fixing stage....
The new girl rings to introduce herself, and asks whether we recieved the construction drawings. Er.... yes, some time ago. Oh, well could we please sign and return them, or our start might be delayed. Um... those were returned quite a while ago. Oh. We had several conversations along these lines over the next few days - obviously, our file wasn't exactly well organised. *sigh*
A few days before the 25th, we note that a water meter has appeared on our block. Excitement! After waiting for some action since the previous April, anything is exciting. Then we were pleasantly surprised to find when we got home from work on the 25th, that our site scrape had been done.
The under-slab drains go in, and we notice that the additional one in the garage (that we've paid extra for) seems to be missing. A quick phone call and that's sorted the following day. Within a few days we had a slab. Yippee!
No word from the site supervisor though, who according to standard procedure, was supposed to contact us prior to site start. We looked up his contact details online and called him, only to find that he'd left the company. Once again, I call our customer service contact, who is completely unaware of any change of supervisor.
Eventually, I get a call from the construction manager, who informs me that he is supervising until a new guy is appointed. Meanwhile, we pay the progress payment for the base stage and materials are delivered for the frame construction.
Things seem to be going along OK - a few minor bumps, but at least we're moving ahead as per the timeframes we were given. So far.
Friday, November 21, 2008
We fronted up for our tender appointment, only to find that our soil test hadn't been done, thanks to developer delays, which meant that the contractors couldn't get access to the land. So we went through everything that they DID have, and agreed to come back to complete the tender process once soil test results were available. Meanwhile, we got through the colour selection, tile and electrical appointments with only a few annoying hiccups (like the colour consultants not being able to tell us price differences between the various options, the electrical consultant making it clear that PD was not interested in providing any serious upgrades, even if the items were in their displays, and appointments being cancelled and then not rescheduled).
Finally, in September, the soil test was done and we got called back to complete the tender process. We'd originally been told to expect "around $7000-$10,000" for site costs. Well. Those came in at $14,000. Hmm, quite a difference. Thanks to more fill than was expected on our block, the slab had to be upgraded and it was likely that the entire slab would have to be piered as well.
We were unimpressed at such a big price discrepancy, but sucked it up. If that's what it takes to get our dream home.... Finally, we got our contract appointment locked in, and it turned out that the piering wasn't necessary after all, except for along the rear edge of the slab, where it was very close to the sewer easement. As a bonus, the slab upgrade meant that we would get concrete floors in our al fresco room and our portico. The really good news was a $2000 post-contract variation in our favour. Woohoo!
Along the journey to this point, we'd also endured being given incorrect information by several PD staff, and having phone messages and emails (querying various pricing issues) ignored by the person who presented our tender. Our impression of the customer service standard was slipping...
We just sighed, shrugged our shoulders, and waited for the land to be settled and the building permit to be granted. Ther were delays associated with both of those (not PD's fault), but finally, we had a start date of 25th February 2008.
And that's where the REAL problems began.
Next: The dramas begin in earnest.
I'd been fed up with our tiny little house for a long time - there were lots of things we loved about it, but it was just too small. We bought it brand-new, back in 1986 when we were newly married and childless and it seemed like a palace... After all, it had two bathrooms! And two living rooms (even if the second one was the size of a matchbox).
Our kids had grown up there, it was walking distance to the schools and three separate shopping centres, the street was nice and quiet, and I loved my big garden, with room for a trampoline, backyard footy and cricket, a veggie garden, a big covered deck for lazy outdoor entertaining, and two sheds.
But 5 people into 12 squares just don't go, and years of extended drought had turned garden maintenance into a nightmare. We'd looked seriously at extending back in 2000, even drew up a plan and started getting quotes. But the imminent introduction of GST had all builders flat out, and nobody was available to start for 12 months or more. Eventually, we went a bit cold on the idea and decided to renovate instead in 2001, just rearranging some of our available space, updating kitchen and main bathroom, and adding the second shed for storage and husband's hobbies.
That held us over for a while, but by the new year in 07, we were desperate for more space. I spent weeks trawling through display homes, going to open-for-inspections, poring over the local paper real estate section, and investigating extensions again... Finally, I knew I wanted a NEW home, and the hunt for the perfect house and the perfect block of land began.
I quite liked some of the S1monds range, but the finish was a bit cheap. M3tricon's displays seemed better quality, but I heard SO many horror stories about them. H3nley had some lovely places, but again - cheap finish unless you paid a whole heap of extra cash. Smaller builders just didn't have the buying power to compete on price, and the range of designs simply wasn't there. Then, when I just about over the whole idea, I walked into a P0rter D@vis Prestige display.....
My first contact with the sales staff was a pleasant surprise. The people at every other display I'd visited were either pushy-pushy types, or completely ignored me. PD's people were friendly and pleasant and handed me a glossy brochure, complete with floor plans and details of what was included as standard, plus the current promotional upgrades. The biggest surprise was being given a list of all the upgraded extras included in each display, complete with prices for each item. I was impressed already.
The quality of the build looked good, the multiple awards were impressive, and the 20-week guarantee was a HUGE factor, after hearing so many tales of woe about delays and problems with other big builders. I'd also had recommendations from a few people who had built with them, or who had a connection to the industry. So far, this lot were leading....
The first home I entered was the Bridgeport 35. I walked in the front door and just stood in the entry thinking "Wow". The entry was impressive, no other word for it. There was an immediate feeling of space and light, no mean little pokey entry like so many other houses I'd seen. THEN I walked into the master bedroom.... Holy moley! That room seemed almost as big as our entire house! I'm sure my eyes got wider and wider as I went through each room, and I actually said out loud "This is the one".
I checked out the other PD homes - the double storey Windsor was gorgeous, but I really wanted a single storey home (and besides, the price difference was positively frightening). The other two homes, the Hamilton and the Inspiration, just didn't do it for me. I had one more look through the Bridgeport and I was totally hooked. Those feature windows at the front, the big alfresco room, the timber bifolds, the rumpus room at the rear that was PERFECT for my personal training studio....I loved it all.
There were two things lacking that I would have liked: a powder room and a butler's pantry. But those minor details didn't outweigh all the good features. The big walk-in corner pantry would be more than adequate, and two toilets really should be enough for a family. Hmm. Maybe I should have worked that in somewhere....
I went back several times, asking lots of questions, and finally got a quote, including all the extra things we wanted. It actually wasn't TOO scary....the promotion gave us a heap of really nice extras for a fraction of the usual cost, which helped a lot.
Finding land was more of an issue. There was nothing much left in our area, and definitely not at a reasonable price. Just a little further out, there was land a-plenty, but no shops, poor public transport and it definitely wasn't walking distance from the schools. We weighed up pros and cons and eventually settled on an estate, but just needed to find the perfect block. Right size, in a quiet street, and facing the right way so we could have our outdoor entertaining area facing north. No corner blocks, no busy through roads, no power lines in sight, close to parks but not right opposite one....yes, we're fussy.
Finally we found The Block and things began to move. We arranged to put our house on the market, which meant working night and day to get lots of little things fixed, packing up excess crap, tidying up the garden and generally making the place as attractive as possible. We did a good job, accepting an offer within about 10 days of it hitting the market.
The minute the three-day cooling-off period for the sale was up, I high-tailed it to the display centre and paid our initial deposit to PD, locking into the promo only a couple of weeks before it ended. Phew.
Then it was onto packing, finding a rental property and moving - once that was done, I thought all the really hard stuff was over. Fool.
Next: Delays, delays, and more delays.
Thursday, November 20, 2008
The fix carpenter is due back any day to install deadlocks, fix a wonky shelf, adjust doors and do a few other odds and ends, and of course our appliances won't be installed till after handover. But now that all the crap has been removed and a (fairly cursory) clean done, the place is looking good. Apart from all the red dots anyway....
I'm feeling fairly confident that we WILL achieve handover next week. Hallelujah!
Nice to see our shower head finally installed. Although they did manage to damage the plaster in the process:
I love this colour soooooo much!! Can't wait to see it with the floorboards in:
Below are some pics of the place we've been renting for the past year and several months. Does anybody wonder why I DIDN'T choose neutrals for our own house? The lounge:
Kitchen. Beige, white and more beige.*yawn* STUPID layout too. And only one power point. Who builds a kitchen with one power point??
Kids' bathroom (boooooring!):
I'm looking forward to living with some COLOUR. :o)
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Cabinets (below bench): Formica Mocha
Cabinets (overhead): Laminex Stipple Hemp
Benchtops: Quantum Quartz Pebble Cove
Main wall colour: Castilian
Skirtings/trims: Pearly Gates
Splashback: Wall Street (and no, we didn't upgrade to the clear glass, the greeny tinge was fine with our colour choice)
Feature wall - you can see the edge on the right there: Castle Keep
The overhead cabinets actually blend pretty well with the wall colour, so they're unobtrusive, making the space appear larger. The colours in the photo aren't quite right.
We upgraded to the 40mm benchtop edge (I think the 20mm edges look mean) and also upgraded all cabinet handles. I think the rest was pretty standard....apart from the appliance cupboard, microwave space, piano-hinged corner cabinet door, extra pot drawers, over-fridge cabinets with fancy-pants gas lifters, wall niche with glass shelves and a downlight.... Hmm, OK, so we upgraded just a few things.
We went for the same basic scheme in both bathrooms. We paid a silly price to have the walls painted in a different colour to the rest of the house, but it was worth it. The colour is Fortune and it's a pale green.
We chose the same Mocha colour for our vanity cabinets, and Formica Amaretto Stone for the benchtops. And here's where we got tripped up: the displays we saw had vanities with standard, square-edged 20mm benchtops. The documents we got specified Shadowline vanities - but nobody told us that a shadowline vanity was different to those we'd seen. Grrr. When I saw the finished product, I was extremely disappointed - the contrasting benchtop looked CRAP. If I'd known, I'd have either upgraded to a different style benchtop, or made the benchtop and cabinets the same dark colour. Live and learn....
Anyway, with the basins, tiles and mirrors installed and the painting done, they look OK, so I've (almost) stopped bitching about them.
The tile selection looked like it was going to get expensive, because like most people, our first impressions of the Category 1 range was "Ugh. Don't like any of them." A closer look revealed that it was really only the feature tiles that were boring, old-fashioned and generally made me want to run screaming from the room. No way was I having those in MY bathrooms!
So we took another look at the main tiles, um-ed and ah-ed a bit and came up with:
Floors and shower walls (also laundry and toilet floor): Don't ask me the name, I can't remember and I'm sick of looking through my file. They were a large square greyish-brown anyway. These were discontinued at some point and we were told they were unavailable two days before the tiler was due to start. Aargh! The suggested replacement though, Kimberley Smoke, was fine. Phew. So since we'd not spent anything extra at all on the main areas, we (I) decided we could be a bit extravagant about feature tiles.
I had my heart set on pebbles, so chose Pebble Tan for a vertical strip in each shower.
For the ensuite splashback, we loved these (they're called something-or-other Stix). The display home had similar tiles, but in a woodgrain finish that we both hated. These, we loved - and although they look like lots of little tiles, they're actually large, so we only needed a few.
We thought we'd differentiate the kids' bathroom just a little with different splashback tiles, so we picked a super-expensive glass tile in pale green. Same deal as the Stix, they're large tiles that look like lots of small ones. And no, the icy pole sticks aren't a feature...
We held our breath waiting for the final tally on tile upgrades, and it came out to.... $500. Oh. That's all? Gee, I could have upgraded the door handles after all *ignores husband's evil glare*
There was one further upgrade later on, when I requested that the vanity plinths be tiled to match the floor. I wanted floating vanities, but they wouldn't let me have them *mutter, mutter* so this was the closest I could get. You don't even see the plinth, it just blends, which was the idea.
Ideally, I'd have liked to do the walls in here in the same green, but hey - it's a LAUNDRY. I didn't care enough to spend extra on another paint upgrade. There were lots more things to spend up big on. :o)
So, walls, ceiling and trims are the same as the main part of the house. Again we went for Mocha cabinets and Amaretto Stone benchtops. For the overheads, I picked a neutral - Laminex Moleskin. I wasn't prepared to pay extra for tiles here either, so found a nice bland cream one amongst the Category 1 range. It's not exciting, but it's neat and functional.
The only upgrades in here were the stainless sink instead of the standard crappy white one, and a ducted heating vent. I had an indoor clothesline in our old house, for drying clothes in winter, but it was always FREEZING in there and took days for anything to dry. So we always seemed to have the good old clothes horse in the lounge. Not happening in my nice new house!
Oh, we did upgrade the taps too. Those standard laundry ones are HIDEOUS.
If anyone's still reading, I'm sure I've bored you enough now....There are a couple more feature walls though, and pics are here.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
We're booked for our pre-completion inspection in two days' time, although there are MANY items still outstanding. Whatever. We're used to taking a nice long list to our appointments by now. Handover is set for Friday 28th November and we're pushing hard to make sure that happens.
After a "guaranteed" 20-week construction process that's actually taken 38 weeks and 2 days so far (but who's counting), we are desperately hoping to actually get to live in our house soon. I have so much more to say about that, but I can feel my blood pressure rising, so some other time.
And now for a pictorial interlude:
Facade - almost, but not quite finished. The portico beam has now been repainted in CB Ironstone to match the garage door and spouting, as has the metal capping along the top of the beam, pillar and parapet wall. Having a hissy fit works wonders sometimes:
Amongst all the beige, cream and grey houses in the street, our purple palace is sure to stand out. ;o)
Al fresco room. Those solar panels for the hot water service cost us a BOMB. Over $4000, (including the larger tank and gas booster) to be precise. I calculated that it will take about 24 years to recoup the cost in energy savings.... oh well, think of the environmental benefits:
Ensuite, taken a couple of days ago. Paint not finished, no shower head, and I swear that feature niche is NOT square, but you get the idea... Hmm, must find some feature wall lights.
Blogger isn't behaving very well tonight, so no more photos for now.
I'll be back with details of the frustrating, stressful and tedious story when I get a chance.
So -why did we decide to sell our home of 21 years and embark on the insanity of building? Uh... two parents, three sons, a business, umpteen hobbies, over 2 decades of accumulated crap - and a 12-square house. Doesn't quite add up, does it?
We investigated extending, buying a bigger existing house, extending, (did I mention extending?), but couldn't quite find the perfect solution.
So after years of procrastinating and a fair bit of renovating, we (oh, alright - I) fell in love with the Bridgeport 35 and the rollercoaster ride began....