The Stairs would have been enough…but noooooooooo .

There was more.

Below, an exterior shot of the building.  If you look closely, you can see some silver framed windows on the top floor.

Them’s our new purty windows.

The interior doors arrived today. I can only take it as a good sign.

Even the crew is sick of the plastic over the windows, below.

The view from my bedroom, one more time.

Still more plumbing, this time for the faucets in the master bathroom.

Upstairs windows are starting to get glass. Today just the bottom little panels, tomorrow, who knows?

A completely gratuitous shot of the freedom doors.

The fire ribbon is in.

Below, some of the considerable support beams for the staircase.

Outside shot of the window frames. View from the terrace looking into the condo.

Man, that’s some progress.

Can’ t wait to see what happens tomorrow.

I hear a rumor that a bathtub is being delivered. A bathtub!



I am pretty sure REM didn’t mean…

yet another major bank failure, the single largest fall of the stock market ever in a single day, complete lack of leadership from either political party, a President who is, I suppose, phoning it in at this point, a paralyzed national economy, and a fruitless war with no reasonable end in sight

….which is feeling quite a bit like the end of the world as we know it.

In all that…there is, for us, a tiny bit of good news.

We feel almost guilty getting excited about it but, well, the stairs are done.

Maybe it seems silly or escapist but I was pretty heartened to walk into the condo and see some f-ing progress today. I needed it.

Action shot, below. Hooray!

Completed first flight, below. You have to imagine that the metal steps are covered in black wood and the metal that they are attached to is covered with white drywall. Those support beams you see there also get covered with drywall.

Drywall has a part yet to play in all this.

Top of the second flight, facing the upstairs.

Some grinding underneath the second flight of stairs.  You can imagine that this did not go over well with the neighbors this weekend. Just imagine the sound that goes with this picture…uh huh. Imagining it? Right. Now double it.

This is the view from the top of the staircase looking down. That space in the landing will be glass and the glass wall goes right between the ends of the stairs.

Is it always darkest before the dawn or is that just something people tell themselves when it’s real, real dark?



Okay..there’s good news and there’s bad news.

Bad news first…fine.

The Stairs did NOT get completed this weekend because… and how stupid, are we , really? …the welding and grinding is VERY LOUD and our neighbors started freaking out when the welder fired up at 8 AM on Saturday morning. I don’t know why that didn’t occur to us when we were talking about it last week…but we were in such a rush to get things back on schedule that I was thrilled that we might actually make some progress over the weekend and totally forgot about the fact that we have neighbors and no insulation right now. Whoops.

Also, having The Stairs done is such a fantasy that I should have known it was too good to be true.

We must have been unpopular around the building this weekend…eeerk.

The good news?

The weather yesterday, and people here in Seattle will back me up on this, was the single most perfect day I have ever seen in my entire life. It was the perfect temperature of warm with no wind and bright fall sunlight and incredible visibility to both mountains ranges and you could actually see the sun glinting off the ice on Mount Rainier. Both Lake Washington and the bay were dotted with sailboats and kayaks and canoes and everyone was running, riding bikes, walking the dog, playing tennis, having picnics…I am pretty sure there wasn’t a single person inside anywhere in the city.

To celebrate, we headed out of the city to a pick-your-own-pumpkin patch with pony rides and a hay jump and a little train and and a petting zoo, all surrounded by this brilliant blue sky fringed with dark green evergreens and maples just thinking about changing color and fly fishermen in hip waders standing in little crystal clear streams and corn fields and berry patches and emerald green fields with sprinkles of back and white cows. It was glorious.

This picture cannot possibly do it justice.

D makes it to the top of the climbing wall, below.

Baby J in the hay jump. He loved it!

D after a spectacular jump with a twist off the side.

Nose to nose with America’s agricultural side. Baby J discovers it’s not all light rail and sushi restaurants out there.

From two parents with brown eyes….genetics have a sense of humor, clearly.

Miss M has gotten very into photography so she was behind the camera most of the day at the pumpkin patch…here’s a shot from our Saturday night. We celebrated her birthday by taking a gaggle of girls in party dresses to the restaurant at the Space Needle. It was a very fun night.

The tiara worked, somehow.

It’s 3:09 AM and in a few hours, we will begin, once again, on The Stairs.

Will we actually have Stairs this week? You’ll be the first to know, gentle reader.