Post 2 of 2: Finally, the laundry closet, before and after.

Okay, now for the fun post. I don't know how many of you have been waiting to see the finished laundry closet, but I said I'd post the pictures, so here you go.

The before...

...and the after.

My previous posts on the project are here, here, and here. I'm going to try to avoid repeating myself, so check those out for the blow-by-blow.

This is not, as you can see, an Instagram-worthy wall o' cabinetry. I didn't have the money for that. What I do have now, though, is a functional laundry space. There is room on top of the machines for my laundry basket (when it's empty, which presently it, um, isn't). I have a shelf, two drawers, and a cubby for storing supplies; for a bit of extra storage, there's also a little plastic cart from Ikea on the right side of the machines, which Ikea was more than happy to ship to me for five bucks. The stacking kit between the washer and dryer also has the pull-out shelf I wanted.

The shelf on the wall came via Etsy from a guy in Ukraine. I ordered black, but he sent me walnut. No matter -- it looks great on the wall. And the packaging alone was worth it.

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The "countertop" is another Etsy purchase. It's a melamine-covered shelf in a custom size. I've bought shelving from this guy before, so I knew I was getting good quality.

The most troublesome improvement, apart from getting the machines delivered, was that cute little pendant light. I bought it from Amazon for $50, thinking I could turn it into a plug-in swag lamp, but it came with a copper grounding wire that made it unsuitable. So I called my very expensive electrician to put it up for me -- and that's when we discovered that the back wall of that closet is concrete-filled concrete block. Which explains why the old wire shelves were falling down: the wall anchors were just sitting in the layer of drywall over the concrete. It also explains why the new shelf is on the side wall, which is a regular stud wall. I wasn't about to try to install that thing in drywall-over-concrete. Anyway, several thousand dollars later, the light is up, the walls are all patched, and I can finally see what I'm doing in there.

That style of light is called a Moravian star. It shows up a lot in Mexican interiors, and since I'm going for a Southwestern boho vibe, it works on that level. But also Moravia is a province of Czechia, and since I'm half Czech, it works that way, too. The things I do to amuse myself...

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A couple of people have asked about the countertop in the bottom left corner of the "before" photo. That's the edge of the 72-inch, two-sink vanity. I am eventually going to replace it with a shorter vanity with just one sink installed. That will allow me to get into the laundry closet without having to move Tigs's litter box. But first I need to get over the electrician's bill from the laundry closet.

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Laundry closet progress, or: Dude, where's my dryer?

To perhaps no one's surprise but mine, the laundry closet is still not done. This project is starting to feel like the Trump administration's promises for a new health care plan: "Two weeks!"

We did make progress this week. The walls have been patched, textured, and painted, and the overhead light has been installed. And the washer is here! 

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Where, you ask, is the dryer? Welp, thereby hangs a tale.

To recap: In mid August, I ordered the new washer and dryer from Best Buy and had Habitat for Humanity retrieve the old units so I could get in there to paint the closet and redo the floor. I ordered Electrolux compact units -- a washer and ventless dryer, plus the matching stacking kit -- to make sure there would be enough room in the closet for both units with the doors closed. The original delivery date for the machines was just after Labor Day, but then Best Buy informed me that the washer wouldn't be in stock 'til mid October (which is when I bought the teeny washer).

Last week, I think it was, Best Buy told me that they didn't have the stacking kit. No worries, I said to myself, and canceled the stacking kit order; I could put the machines side by side, although it would throw a monkey wrench into my plans. The washer was delivered on Thursday as scheduled -- hooray! The dryer was supposed to come the next day. They even sent me an email with a delivery window of Friday morning. But when I received no further communication from them, I checked the app -- and discovered Best Buy was asking me to reschedule the dryer delivery, with the earliest date being October 30th. 

I was... oh, let's be nice and call it nonplussed. 

I called Best Buy. The guy in their call center apologized and said he was going to "escalate" my issue, whatever the hell that means. He said not to pick a new delivery date on the app because my case was escalated; instead, someone would contact me, maybe later that day, maybe this coming week. But I should call back if I hadn't heard by, y'know, the end of the week.

So the bottom line is that Best Buy sold me a washer and dryer they didn't have in stock and gave me bullshit estimates for delivery.

What is going on? Supply chain issues still? The pandemic shutdown was more than three years ago -- haven't we ironed out those wrinkles by now? Eh, maybe not. According to this somewhat impenetrable article, among other things, companies are beginning to wind down the improvements in inventory buffering and controls they made to get through the pandemic. So while you may be hearing about threats to international shipping like turmoil in Middle East and the dockworkers' strike (which lasted all of, what, three days?) causing today's delays, I have to wonder whether some of this mess isn't an excuse to jack up prices to protect shareholders.

As for appliances specifically, some of the delays may be down to a shortage of semiconductor chips, although that ought to be easing. Thanks to the Biden administration pushing the CHIPS and Science Act through Congress in 2022, semiconductor manufacturing is forecast to triple in the U.S. within the next ten years.

None of which gets me a new dryer in a timely manner. So on Friday, I called around. A regional appliance chain has my dryer -- and the stacking kit! -- in stock in a warehouse in Albuquerque. They're delivering it on Tuesday. And once it gets here, I will take great pleasure in calling Best Buy and canceling my order.

And then? Then I will do laundry.

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Dragonflies, framed.

At some point, I will probably revisit last week's post on giftedness. It did get a conversation going on Facebook, which I'm glad of. I think a lot of us smart folks learn to hide our light under a bushel basket to appear "normal", so that we aren't subjected to bullying, jealousy, and so on.

I do want to apologize for some of my terminology, though. I did not mean to denigrate people who have ADHD or are on the autism spectrum. My beef is with those who would lump everybody who's not "normal" into the same basket and offer all of them the same sorts of solutions for their "problems", when it's clear that our situations are wildly different.

Anyway, I'm sorry.

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I am hoping to be in a position to reveal the new and improved laundry closet in next week's post. There have been some setbacks over the past couple of weeks, so I'm not promising anything. But I want to focus this week on small bits of progress -- like this picture. 

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It's not actually a picture. It's a piece of Italian wrapping paper that I found at Barnes & Noble. I put it in the frame yesterday. (I also covered some in clear contact paper and glued it to a small wooden crate.) I thought the colors would go really well with the yellow walls. But the dragonflies are symbolic, too.

If you ask Mama Google "dragonfly meaning", you'll get a whole bunch of hits, most of them centering around the idea of transformation. Dragonflies start out as larvae and eventually transform into the four-winged creatures we're familiar with. When you extend that idea symbolically, you get the idea of maturing -- from a childhood state into a more evolved, more mature form. So dragonflies represent not just transformation, but also the gaining of wisdom that comes with maturity.

I've written about dragonflies before, in July of 2016. Back then, I talked about how I think of them liminal creatures because they live on land but must stay near water to lay their eggs. That connection to water also connects them to the emotions, and gods know this has been an emotional time for me. Besides all the complications with renovating a literal closet in my home (more on that next week, assuming all goes well this week), I've also been dealing with the thing in my head that I mentioned briefly in July.

What I have is an acoustic neuroma -- a benign tumor on the auditory nerve of my left ear. It's also called a vestibular schwannanoma. This type of tumor is slow growing; I first realized I had a problem in February 2021, when I was sitting at my dinette table one day, minding my own business, and suddenly the hearing in my left ear cut out and tinnitus replaced it. It tooks months to see an ENT here in Santa Fe. An MRI confirmed that the thing was in there. The protocol then was "watch and wait", plus another MRI in a year's time. After the second MRI, I was referred to an ENT specialist in Rio Rancho.

There are two treatment options besides "watch and wait": surgery, in which the surgeon literally cuts into your skull and fetches the thing out; and gamma knife radiation or gamma knife radiosurgery, in which the doctors and technicians put you in a machine and focus a whole bunch of gamma rays on the tumor. That wrecks its DNA, so that eventually it dies off and hopefully shrinks. My docs said I was a good candidate for gamma knife, so that's what I had done on October 3rd. 

The worst part was having the metal frame attached to my head. It has pins that go through your skin and anchor it to your skull in four places. The frame is then clipped into an MRI machine so they can map your brain and figure out how to target the tumor; then it's clipped into the gamma knife machine for the actual procedure. We got there at 6:30 a.m. and were done before noon.

For a couple of days after, I had a mild headache and swollen eyes. Plus the pin above my right eye hit a blood vessel, and I still have a pretty good shiner from it. I've also been more tired than usual. But that's pretty much it for side effects.

Because the tumor grows slowly, it'll take a couple of years before we know whether the procedure worked. If not, then the option of last resort is surgery. But gamma knife has a success rate above 95%, so I'm hoping this will be it. Some patients get their hearing back, but my docs say it's not gonna happen in my case. Which sucks, because I can only understand 12% of the words I hear in my left ear. 

So yeah, it's been a crazy time here. 

But coming back to the surface: Dragonflies live near water. Laundry rooms are a place where water comes into your home. And a transformation happens there: the machines remove dirt and stains from your clothes and linens, fluff them up, and dry them. Right? So if you're looking to put some symbolism in your laundry area, dragonflies are perfect. 

Plus this wrapping paper goes really well with the yellow walls. So I framed it.

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Laundry improvement, bit by bit.

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I was very much hoping to give y'all a before-and-after report on the redo of my laundry closet this week, but we'll have to settle for a before-and-during.

It all started when I looked up the manufacturing dates for all the major appliances in the condo I bought in 2021 and realized they were all seriously old. So I began replacing them all with new machines. This fall, it's the washer and dryer's turn. 

Ever since I first used the old machines, I'd hated them. The washer was a top loader whose lid opened the wrong way for the closet configuration, and the dryer never heated up enough to suit me. Built in 1997, they still worked, but I felt justified in getting rid of them on the grounds of annoyance alone. 

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That towel on the floor was there to block the draft from the dryer vent.

The closet clearly hadn't been updated in many years -- maybe since before these machines were installed -- so the plan was to donate the beasts to Habitat for Humanity, thereby clearing out the closet so I could paint, get rid of the wire shelf in favor of something nicer, and redo the flooring (whoever installed the Saltillo tile in the bathroom stopped at the threshold to the laundry closet) before the new machines arrived.

Pickup of the old machines went off without a hitch. Demolition consisted of taking down the wire shelf (which, as it turned out, was pulling itself out of the wall anyway) and pulling up some suspicious-looking duct tape from the vinyl sheet flooring. I was worried that somebody had duct-taped over a floor drain, but it was just a hole in the sheet vinyl; if there had ever been a floor drain there, it was covered in plywood, and I wasn't inclined to undo the whole floor to find out. Instead, I patched the hole with a piece of peel-and-stick tile and called it good.

Then I painted the closet a sunny yellow. Well, it was supposed to be a sunny yellow -- it's more like an aggressively cheerful yellow. Pulled off the baseboards, put down some of the leftover luxury vinyl plank flooring from last summer's water leak mitigation, painted the baseboards black to match the frame around the closet doors, reinstalled the baseboards, touched up the baseboard paint from the reinstallation, capped off the dryer vent (I'll explain below), installed a piece of quarter-round to finish off the edge along the Saltillo tile, caulked (I suck at caulking -- please make a note), installed a fun new switchplate cover, and it was done. All I needed were the new machines. 

The yellow color in this pic is off. See the one below.
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Then I got a message from the vendor: delivery of the new machines is delayed until mid-October.

It would be an understatement to say that the thought of hauling my laundry to a laundromat for the next six weeks dismayed me. But then I remembered how I'd done laundry while I lived in that tiny apartment near the plaza during the pandemic shutdown, back when we had a coin shortage so I couldn't get quarters for the coin-op machines in the apartment building. 

So call me crazy, but a week ago today, I went on Amazon and ordered a teeny washing machine. It was delivered Thursday. The Amazon delivery guy, bless his heart, even brought it up my miserable stairs for free. Take that, Best Buy! 

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The little box on the bench by the door contained a dolly for the teeny washer -- a necessity in the apartment downtown where I had to store the washer at the foot of my bed and roll it into the bathroom to wash clothes, but not as critical here, as this washer fits in the laundry closet with lots of room to spare.

It works just fine. I even went ahead and moved into place the little rustic cabinet I'd bought for the closet a few weeks back. Tigs seems to like it. 

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For the new machines, I decided to go with compact units, largely to make sure that they'd fit in the closet. The dryer will be a ventless condenser dryer, hence why I capped the vent in the wall (although it was also a strategic move to keep a certain curious kitty cat from seeing where the tube would lead). The new machines will be a lot smaller than the elderly ones I got rid of. But I figure they'll feel luxurious after this teeny machine: 1.38 cubic feet of washer, plus draping all the wet stuff over a drying rack, compared to 2.4 cubic feet of washer and an electric dryer? Yes, please!

I sold the teeny washer I had downtown when I moved here, and I'm figuring on doing the same thing with this machine when the new washer and dryer finally arrive. But I might keep it, just in case.

There's more to come with the closet: I have a pendant light on order (the lighting in there has always been stupid); I want to rig up a taller and deeper countertop for the cabinet; and I'm going to need either an upper cabinet or a shelf, plus a lint bin and a place to hang my octopus. I've put off all that 'til the washer and dryer are in. So as I said, this is a before-and-during instead of a before-and-after. Stay tuned.

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Yes, the little sign at the top of this post is destined for the laundry closet, whenever everything else is installed.

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Oh hey, I should update y'all on the sleeper sofa. Pickup of the broken one and delivery of the new one both went off without a hitch. Here's the new one:

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At least something is going right...

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