Show us your vintage home!

[jamespowers]

As long as you didn't board up a cat in the crawl space.

 

[1mach1]

:rofl:

 

[dh66]

I need one of these to corral up the crawlspace mice that have come in from the cold.

 

[Stray Cat]

I need one of these to corral up the crawlspace mice that have come in from the cold.

Good luck with that.

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I was reading on colors, and came to this sentence: "Warm tones like reds, yellows, and oranges, and earth tones like brown and beige often work well in both the living room and foyer, because they're though to stimulate conversation" shakeshead
For some reason, it's quite the opposite for me: those are the exact colors that make me feel like shrinking, being caved in and just plain.. miserable.

...and: BROWN is NOT a color. :der:

 

[jamespowers]

Good luck with that.

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I was reading on colors, and came to this sentence: "Warm tones like reds, yellows, and oranges, and earth tones like brown and beige often work well in both the living room and foyer, because they're though to stimulate conversation" shakeshead
For some reason, it's quite the opposite for me: those are the exact colors that make me feel like shrinking, being caved in and just plain.. miserable.

...and: BROWN is NOT a color. :der:

When was this dreck written?! The 1970s?! Warm tones are ugly! Red just SCREAMS!

 

[dh66]

Red just SCREAMS!

Yes

 

[Touchofevil]

Yes

Nice use of red. Nice chair too.

 

[dh66]

Nice use of red. Nice chair too.

Thanks.

I like it much better than the lovely brown that this room was painted when we first moved in.

 

[1mach1]

Thanks.

I like it much better than the lovely brown that this room was painted when we first moved in.

I really like the paint choice, Dale! :thumb:

 

[jamespowers]

Yes

That is just one small wall. Now do the WHOLE room in it and tell me it looks good.

 

[jamespowers]

Thanks.

I like it much better than the lovely brown that this room was painted when we first moved in.

BROWN! :faint:
Then again, my mother’s idiot neighbor across the street painted her whole house a DARK brown. It looks like a damned barn. Then there was the fool that painted his house HOT pink. Hilarious. His wife hated it and had him repaint the WHOLE thing in a more subdued hue of pink. lol lol

 

[Big Man]

This is what it's like to live in a real vintage home the same as it was in "the good old days." This morning it was 16 degrees INSIDE the bedroom. I have the "outside" temperature sensor located under the house so I can keep a check to make sure it doesn't get too cold on the pipes. Much below the 28 degrees it is showing, and I'll go down there and light a lamp like my grandparents did. The true outside temperature this morning was 6 degrees.

The old house was built in 1907, and with only a very few changes over the years, remains about the same as the day it was built. There's no heat at all upstairs in the bedrooms, and only heat downstairs in two rooms and the bathroom (which you have to go outside on the back porch to reach. That makes for a fast trip in the middle of the night in the dead of winter. We keep a pile of old quilts that my grandmother made years ago on the beds, and that works just fine.

Living like this isn't for everyone, but it's home for me and I wouldn't change it for anything.

 

[jamespowers]

16 degrees?! :faint:

 

[Bushman]

"This drafty old barn! Might as well be living in a refrigerator! Why did we have to live here in the first place?"

 

[jamespowers]

"This drafty old barn! Might as well be living in a refrigerator! Why did we have to live here in the first place?"

Its a Wonderful Life.

 

[sheeplady]

The new house, which doesn't have any heating and is gutted, was 20 degrees this morning upstairs and 28 in the basement, while the outside air was -1, with a windchill down near -20. You can see directly outside in some places and the windows (part of a 1960's **** remuddle) basically leak air.

I think that's pretty good for no insulation, no inside walls, and no heat.

 

[Stearmen]

I went to run an electrical wire, less then two feet, my fish tape got hopelessly snagged on some wire for the old lath and plaster. My cutoff wheel died, and my Dremel was back home. Finally just took my sawzall and cut the end off. A 30 minute job turned into a three hour one, and I am still not done! I am beginning to think this house was built on some agent cat burial ground!

 

[1mach1]

BROWN! :faint:
Then again, my mother’s idiot neighbor across the street painted her whole house a DARK brown. It looks like a damned barn. Then there was the fool that painted his house HOT pink. Hilarious. His wife hated it and had him repaint the WHOLE thing in a more subdued hue of pink. lol lol

Sounds the poo house, and the Pepto house.

 

[sheeplady]

I went to run an electrical wire, less then two feet, my fish tape got hopelessly snagged on some wire for the old lath and plaster. My cutoff wheel died, and my Dremel was back home. Finally just took my sawzall and cut the end off. A 30 minute job turned into a three hour one, and I am still not done! I am beginning to think this house was built on some agent cat burial ground!

Is it a new line of wire or are you replacing an old one? If it is an old one, I find it easier to attach it to the end of the old one with a lot of electrical tape than use a fish, IF it is not stapled and is free in the wall. (Which it should be, if your house was wired after the walls were lathed.) Sometimes I even feed it backwards, into the wall rather than pulling it out, and make sure to coat the new wire with liberal lubricant.

If it's a new line, sorry. This is why none of the new outlets are in the exact location I wanted in our 1942 house, they were too difficult most of the time. At least you don't have foam insulation in the walls- imagine rewiring a house with THAT.

 

[Atticus Finch]

The old house was built in 1907, and with only a very few changes over the years, remains about the same as the day it was built. There's no heat at all upstairs in the bedrooms, and only heat downstairs in two rooms and the bathroom (which you have to go outside on the back porch to reach. That makes for a fast trip in the middle of the night in the dead of winter. We keep a pile of old quilts that my grandmother made years ago on the beds, and that works just fine.

Living like this isn't for everyone, but it's home for me and I wouldn't change it for anything.

Big Man, your post reminds me of this passage from A Sand County Almanac, by Aldo Leopold.

There are two spiritual dangers in not owning a
farm. One is the danger of supposing that breakfast
comes from the grocery, and the other that heat comes
from a furnace.

To avoid the first danger, one should plant a
garden, preferably where there is no grocer to confuse
the issue.

To avoid the second, he should lay a split of
good oak on the andirons, preferably where there is no
furnace, and let it warm his shins while a February
blizzard tosses the trees outside. If one has cut, split,
hauled, and piled his own good oak, and let his mind
work the while, he will remember much about where
the heat comes from, and with a wealth of detail
denied to those who spend the weekend in town
astride a radiator.

AF