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Tuesday: communication, The Tack Room
Aug. 6th, 2024 10:01 pmR. and I had dinner at the Tack Room. It was yummy, as always, and I noticed they have a support pillar wrapped in rope. I took a picture. It looks nice. R. remembered it but I hadn’t.
I had a great phone call with J. Back in May, the roofer had some issues about the proposed green roof on the garage and said things about that voiding the warranty. There ensued some email, and N. suggested punting until later and figuring it out after the building was up. I was like, sure, and we could also do Tile Tech green roof on it. We wouldn’t calculate water storage for the house to include irrigation needs for a green roof and we would stub in a faucet for irrigation and figure it out later.
Well, apparently in that same time frame, J., the roofer, Recover and possibly other people figured it all out so they could proceed on the plan and the roofer felt confident that it would be fine after there was an exchange of more detailed information. And as near as I can tell, J. did not know that N. had told a couple engineers that based on convo with owners we were punting on the green roof, so she didn’t know she had to tell me that the plan was a go again. N. figured, hey, it’s magically solved so I can stop worrying about it, without realizing, oh, hey, should tell the owners. I kept paying minor bills from Recover, wondering why are these still happening but they were never of a size to make me stop and go ask questions (bad me, I know). Meanwhile, one of the engineers is out of the picture, and the other one has no reason to realize I don’t know it’s a go. People are talking about various uses for the temporary water source now that we have a Real Well, and also talking about a fire cistern and also talking about a hypothetical rainwater collection cistern and how some or all of these might tie together. J.’s head about exploded, and the engineer and I were like, never mind, just fill the fire cistern with a tanker, top it from the main well and that’s fine. After the meeting, J. and I pieced it all together, and J. has now asked Recover to actually design a rainwater collection cistern to use for irrigation. So apparently all of that really is now going to happen, which is great, and we’ve also pieced together another example of how weird shit happens.
Also in weird shit, in the course of assembling All of the Stuff onto my Room by Room slides, I apparently neglected to put the shower in (valve and handheld and rod, all Grohe — base, walls, curtains, doors and similar are all in the slides). Tomorrow is our hopefully final plumbing fixtures meeting and in assembling all the data for that, the Grohe wasn’t listed altho everything else was. I pointed it out. J. said, oh, it’s not changing. But she had other stuff, like the Toto Washlet that also wasn’t changing and then she fessed up that it didn’t make it onto her table because I didn’t have it in the slides.
Holy. Shit.
My skeezy little Help Me Keep Track of Things Tool has become a data repository the design team’s workflow. Yikes. I know this is how things happen and yet it feels quite shocking.
Final example of wacky communication. I dug a 2 year old email with diagram of the main kitchen cabinets out and set up a short deck of changes I want made. In yesterday’s meeting, I asked for whatever draft diagrams they had of the kitchens, bar, etc. cabinets and today, the asked for drafts arrived, including the walk through closet (which was rapidly whipped up as a starter set for the junior designer assigned to that). Unfortunately, in the ensuing two years, the house evolved slightly, affecting some measurements a little (same cabinets, very slightly different widths in some places). And N. renumbered the cabinets. He got rid of one of the cabinets I wanted to get rid of (yay). And he completely failed to number two of the cabinets. It was all very confusing, so I basically used my narrative of change requests and redid them all, because translating the numbers and crosschecking the sizes was confusing.
Also in the conversation with J., she mentioned pinterest, so I went over there with my But What About Shelves for how to handle an awkward transition above the kitchen sink, and there’s a Trend for open shelves above the kitchen sink that completely fixes my problem. So, yay!
Meanwhile, in Seattle, electricians and plumbers descended on the condo to replace the water heater and upgrade the electrical panel and gfci some stuff. Yay!
Also, T.G. came by to measure the attic room and discuss what we’re doing there. All of the things happened at once.
Tomorrow is move day! Our basement will be filled up with a lot of Stuff from BIL’s life pre-pandemic. Hopefully, we’ll get it mostly sorted in the next week. Or whenever.
I had a great phone call with J. Back in May, the roofer had some issues about the proposed green roof on the garage and said things about that voiding the warranty. There ensued some email, and N. suggested punting until later and figuring it out after the building was up. I was like, sure, and we could also do Tile Tech green roof on it. We wouldn’t calculate water storage for the house to include irrigation needs for a green roof and we would stub in a faucet for irrigation and figure it out later.
Well, apparently in that same time frame, J., the roofer, Recover and possibly other people figured it all out so they could proceed on the plan and the roofer felt confident that it would be fine after there was an exchange of more detailed information. And as near as I can tell, J. did not know that N. had told a couple engineers that based on convo with owners we were punting on the green roof, so she didn’t know she had to tell me that the plan was a go again. N. figured, hey, it’s magically solved so I can stop worrying about it, without realizing, oh, hey, should tell the owners. I kept paying minor bills from Recover, wondering why are these still happening but they were never of a size to make me stop and go ask questions (bad me, I know). Meanwhile, one of the engineers is out of the picture, and the other one has no reason to realize I don’t know it’s a go. People are talking about various uses for the temporary water source now that we have a Real Well, and also talking about a fire cistern and also talking about a hypothetical rainwater collection cistern and how some or all of these might tie together. J.’s head about exploded, and the engineer and I were like, never mind, just fill the fire cistern with a tanker, top it from the main well and that’s fine. After the meeting, J. and I pieced it all together, and J. has now asked Recover to actually design a rainwater collection cistern to use for irrigation. So apparently all of that really is now going to happen, which is great, and we’ve also pieced together another example of how weird shit happens.
Also in weird shit, in the course of assembling All of the Stuff onto my Room by Room slides, I apparently neglected to put the shower in (valve and handheld and rod, all Grohe — base, walls, curtains, doors and similar are all in the slides). Tomorrow is our hopefully final plumbing fixtures meeting and in assembling all the data for that, the Grohe wasn’t listed altho everything else was. I pointed it out. J. said, oh, it’s not changing. But she had other stuff, like the Toto Washlet that also wasn’t changing and then she fessed up that it didn’t make it onto her table because I didn’t have it in the slides.
Holy. Shit.
My skeezy little Help Me Keep Track of Things Tool has become a data repository the design team’s workflow. Yikes. I know this is how things happen and yet it feels quite shocking.
Final example of wacky communication. I dug a 2 year old email with diagram of the main kitchen cabinets out and set up a short deck of changes I want made. In yesterday’s meeting, I asked for whatever draft diagrams they had of the kitchens, bar, etc. cabinets and today, the asked for drafts arrived, including the walk through closet (which was rapidly whipped up as a starter set for the junior designer assigned to that). Unfortunately, in the ensuing two years, the house evolved slightly, affecting some measurements a little (same cabinets, very slightly different widths in some places). And N. renumbered the cabinets. He got rid of one of the cabinets I wanted to get rid of (yay). And he completely failed to number two of the cabinets. It was all very confusing, so I basically used my narrative of change requests and redid them all, because translating the numbers and crosschecking the sizes was confusing.
Also in the conversation with J., she mentioned pinterest, so I went over there with my But What About Shelves for how to handle an awkward transition above the kitchen sink, and there’s a Trend for open shelves above the kitchen sink that completely fixes my problem. So, yay!
Meanwhile, in Seattle, electricians and plumbers descended on the condo to replace the water heater and upgrade the electrical panel and gfci some stuff. Yay!
Also, T.G. came by to measure the attic room and discuss what we’re doing there. All of the things happened at once.
Tomorrow is move day! Our basement will be filled up with a lot of Stuff from BIL’s life pre-pandemic. Hopefully, we’ll get it mostly sorted in the next week. Or whenever.