In a couple of months, our house will be eleventy-three.

We live in a giant Italianate Victorian which is right on the town common of a tiny town in the middle of nowhere, Massachusetts. It’s a lovely house (which we never could have afforded anywhere closer to civilization), but it does have some quirks relating to its age. Including original windows, and, well… haphazard insulation. We had the fun of replacing the last of the knob and tube wiring this summer, and since it’s promising to be a heck of a winter here in the Northeast (there’s already snow on the ground) we figured that this weekend was the best possible time to get some of the winter chores done–including storm windows, replacing the gutter that Sandy took down, and insulating around the sill in the basement.

The storm windows are particularly fun, as they’re the full-height ones that have to be put on with a screwdriver and a pair of pliers. Still, getting them up was easier than getting them off… and now it’s done, and my living room is already appreciably warmer.

Winterizing: a photo essay!

Victorian Winterizing

The window hardware. Yes, those are the original working shutters, and if Somebody had not painted and nailed them into place, we could use them to shut the house up in case of blizzards and so forth. I’m sort of sad we don’t have that option.

Beth fixes the weather stripping on one of the storms:

Victorian Winterizing

Ladder work:

Victorian Winterizing

Victorian Winterizing

Here’s Beth on the second floor, putting in a storm.

Victorian Winterizing

The Ginsu 2000! Ideal tool for slicing rodent-resistant insulation. (We used Roxul, which is so much nicer than fiberglass.)

Victorian Winterizing

Beth clambers over a tool shelf:

Victorian Winterizing

Me, in my protective gear.

Victorian Winterizing

The insulating process:

Victorian Winterizing

Victorian Winterizing

(The hat was getting in the way.)

RESULT! Beth has magic insulation-trimming powers. She’s MUCH better at it than I am.

Victorian Winterizing

And for those who could care less about home improvement, here’s a picture of the Giant Ridiculous Dog hugging the pterodactyl Sarah Monette gave him, while chewing on his bone.

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I’ll be reading at Pandemonium tonight at seven pm, by the way.

Posted: Saturday, November 10th, 2012 @ 7:13 pm
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2 Responses to “In a couple of months, our house will be eleventy-three.”

  1. WOL Says:

    Yay for the GRD! I had missed seeing him. He is so giant, ridiculous and adorable. Those ears are just too special. By “eleventy three” do you mean 113? (!) As some point, you really ought to restore the old girl to her former glory and make the shutters “shutterable” once again. In view of the kinds of storms we’ve been having lately (e.g., Sandy), it might be a good idea. (Are the shutter dogs still there/functional? — if not, that would explain why they were nailed back.)

  2. matociquala Says:

    I’ll get right on that, in my spare time.