So a couple of house projects have been completed this year, and as usual, I meant to post when they were done, but better late than never, right?
Earlier this year a simple started out simple enough, but then progressed in classic “scope creep” fashion:

  1. Fill in the scrapes and dings and repaint the hallway.
  2. Well, since we’re repainting anyway, let’s found out what it might take to have the unused swamp cooler.
  3. Well, since half the ceiling has to come out, what would it take to take the rest out and put in recessed lighting?

So…we ended up with a new hallway, with no swamp cooler and recessed lighting 🙂 A bit different than the original version, but well worth it. We paid someone to demo the swamp cooler, and I mean demo, as it was so rusted out it came out in pieces. They fashioned and installed a cap for the hole left by the cooler.  Angy and I tore down the rest of the ceiling, installed the cans, and put the new sheetrock back up. We tried our hand at doing the mud ourselves, but that turned out less then optimal. After a fantastic referral we had someone else come in to clean up our mess there and they were able to match the existing ceiling texture perfectly! There’s no way we could have ever made it this good:
First cut into the old sheetrock, you can see the old single light that lit very little. Remains of the swamp cooler The old celing is down Cans and half the new sheetrock up. and done!
As for the second project, it’s a work in progress since it’s pretty much the whole of the back yard. Angy has made fast friends of our landscape architect neighbor and she has given us some great ideas for a backyard redo. These include cutting/extending the beds so that they’re wider and have more curves. Restyling the pergola (and rebuilding, as it’s about ready to fall over due to shoddy construction the first time around), several ideas for doing a deck over the backyard patio, and the focus feature: a flagstone patio with a fire pit.
After a lot of research, a lot of work, and a fantastic KSL classifieds find for the fire bowl, we’ve got our focus feature! Like with the hallway, we got to a point with the patio where we were out of our league and it wasn’t fun to do the work ourselves anymore. So we decided to pay someone to finish it up and once again, we’re very glad that we did as it was completed far better than we could have ever hoped:
Sod removed for the initial patio footprint Capping a sprinkler line, with a furry helper
So, that’s house projects so far, there are more in the pipeline and the yard will be continuous for years to come I imagine. The biggest thing I’ve learned so far: when it stops being fun it’s ok to bring a pro in to get it done right!

Those that know me know I have an issue with making decisions. This usually manifests itself for the big decisions, those that will take a lot of resources (time, money, whatever…). I do a ridiculous amount of research and bother people asking for their opinions on things, often ad nauseum. The end goal is to give myself enough information about a decision to feel good about whatever the decision is.
Lately that’s gone a bit off track. I’ve made decisions I’ve regretted, nothing major at all, but the fact that I made the “wrong” decision eats at me and it’s been difficult to let go. I just gotta deal with it, remind myself that it’s really not a big deal at all, let it go…
The other decision making disorder scenario is where I just don’t care. The typical setup is “ do you want to ?” asked by someone else. “I don’t know/care” or “Whatever” are common responses to communicate that I don’t care. Well, ok, I’ve communicated my ambivalence, but that hardly helps the person asking the question. Obviously if they are asking the question then they are seeking assistance to reach a decision and are asking for useful feedback. My typical response in that scenario can’t be classified as “useful”.
Then what? I profess to not care, but then when pressed I still don’t give useful feedback, I’ll waffle about but won’t actually make a decision. Lame. I guess I really do care then, but it’s hit me that while I don’t care what the decision is, I do care that it’s not the “wrong” decision. Much ado about nothing, really, we’re talking about such earth-shaking matters like what to eat, or what movie to see, or something of equal importance. So what if it’s the wrong decision, live and learn, right? A bad meal or a bad movie isn’t the end of the world, and at least you’ll have an idea of what to avoid in the future…
I gotta let it go, it’s ok to be wrong. Besides, if I really don’t care, then pick one, any one. It will at least be a useful answer given to the person that asked for my feedback in the first place. It’s the least I can do for someone considerate enough to ask my opinion.

There are those things that you just do, habits. Good or bad, they don’t take a lot of thought. Either by routine or something less conscious, there are those things that we just do. Then there are those things that we decided to take on, the obligations, that we have to get done for one reason or another. These are the things that “should” be done, we’ve decided.
But what happens when the habits start to feel like obligations, when everything feels like an obligation? What happens when, for some reason, everything feels like must be done? Well, the first thing that happens is you feel worn out and tired. And then you feel annoyed and cranky. And then you start thinking about how your brain got to this place. And then…
Dunno, I’ll let you know when I figure it out.

With one project done, it’s time to move on to the next one…or the next three…or…. It seems a never ending list. But we’re working at it, slowly but surely. The weather and season are going to be dictating what gets done over the next few weeks, some of which I’m not exactly looking forward to doing, but I am looking forward to it being done.
Some times that’s my only motivation thought and it seems like I should have more. But frankly, any motivation works, so I’ll take it where I can get it.

Those that know me know I love my Jeep, whichever it may be. It started with a former roomie of mine having one. A year after I moved in, I had one of my own, a ’95 Cherokee Sport. Several years later I traded that in for a ’00 model. I held on to that for 9 years, but when Jeep introduced the 4 door Wrangler, I knew it was only a matter of time and an ’09 was acquired.
I had always had plans to build up “a” Jeep. The 2nd cherokee had all sorts of grand plans for it but got nothing more than a 2″ lift (Thanks for the help on that Matt!) and slightly larger tires. Funds and discipline were in short supply so it never materialized.
When I got the Wrangler plans started anew. Lots of research (surprise!) went into making the “must have” list. Earlier this year I started stalking the online boards to see if I could score the specific parts I wanted for a bit less than retail, and I’ve had pretty good success with it.
About a month ago I was getting ready to pull the final trigger on the build. I had acquired the wheels I wanted at steep discount and my tires had nearly 50k miles on them and had to be changed. So do I buy the same size tires again, or do I do the upgrade like I planned? Well to do the larger tires I planned meant that I had to have the lift to fit them, was I ready to put down the money and time to do that?
As I was pondering this, another thought hit me: the 2012 Wranglers had some major changes, most noticeably a new engine and transmission that offered a 40% increase in horsepower, yet had better fuel economy. Plus stylistic changes that were pretty damn nice. As the 2012 model year was coming to a close I decided to poke around on line to see what was available and the prices they were going for….oops.
Some of you know that I went through this a year ago. When the 2012 was introduced I was very tempted. I found one that I mostly liked and was days into negotiations with the dealer, but ultimately decided against buying at that time for a number of reasons. But then went on my way, quite content with my ’09.
Well, my ‘net searching found a Jeep that had every option I wish I could have had on my ’09, so I decided to take a look. As it happened it was in Provo, where I’m currently working, so it was easy. Too easy in fact, as they made me an offer I couldn’t refuse, and didn’t.
Waiting a year turned out to be the best thing that could have happened. While the exterior color I ended up with was #2 on the list (the one last year was my preference), the interior color and options were everything I wanted and the money saved was SO worth it. The short version is I paid significantly less than I would have last year, and got a significantly better equipped Jeep.
As I mentioned yesterday, the weekend was spent on a project with Angy: installing the lift on the new Jeep. It was by no means easy, but I learned a lot, which was the whole reason I wanted to do it. Near the end I was beginning to regret taking on the challenge ourselves, but a few days removed I’m so glad we did, there’s a certain personal satisfaction hat comes from doing something like that.
Before… (not my actual Jeep but one just like it.)

…and after.

This weekend was spent on a project that has been years in the making. Not quite yet ready for the reveal, and it won’t appeal to most folks I imagine, but it’s something I’ve been waiting and working for. A large part of it came with a very underestimated amount of personal time and effort from both myself and Angy. The best laid plans…
Speaking of Angy, having a good partner for whatever it is your doing can not be understated. Both in life, as with this specific project, she knew what to do to help with frustration, troubleshooting, and probably most important of all, she knew when to ignore what I was saying because I was too blinded by frustration and troubleshooting to see a different solution.
So a pubic shout out to my partner Angy…there’s so very much I couldn’t do without you!

So the bug that I was worried about turned out to be fairly easy to track down and squash, thankfully. However I don’t understand why it’s happening in the first place, but I think it’s probably because I don’t understand the Bluetooth 4.0 spec as well as I thought. More studying is ahead…

The new project I’m working on is starting to mature in it’s functionality after a few months of poking, prodding and a whole lot of learning. I’ve been using the Core Bluetooth stack of the iOS API to talk to a custom piece of hardware and so far it’s been some fun discovery.
However, today I came across an interesting bug. Putting this software out for distribution to devices other than my development iPad was a bit of a chore, but once it was done I was feeling pretty good about things. Until I decided to run it on something other than my dev iPad. It installed just fine, but as soon as it detected the custom hardware, segfault! Tomorrow is going to be an interesting day as I try to figure out why two seemingly identical iPad 3s behave so differently.
Part of me is annoyed, but another part of me is looking forward to the challenge…I’m sure that will last all of a few hours before turning into a burning frustration.

I started watching Heros a few weeks back (thank you Netflix). I never caught it when it was airing, and in a way I’m glad I didn’t. It’s well written with perpetual cliffhangers, so the fact that I’m able to watch multiple episodes in a sitting is a good thing.
Favorite character thus far? Hiro.

October 1. I supposed I’m putting some significance on the number 1. Seems like a good place to start…something. We’ll see how long it lasts…
The weekend was a good balance of productivity and rest, with a bit of socializing involved. An afternoon on the water yesterday was a nice change of pace from slinging flagstone and stairs from the day before. So glad we have the hottub though, and now all the lights work!
Pondering a winter road trip to PDX to visit mom. Why not fly? Well driving would actually be a bit more expensive due to the gas prices, but it’s tough to take a boxer and a newf on a plane, and the thought of spending the holidays with 4 dogs and 2 cats seems almost too comical to pass up. Either that, or I’m just sick in the head…