I am not a builder… but that does not seem right
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Aw man, now you're just enabling my bad DIY habit, where I get too ambitious and/or too skeptical of hiring somebody and end up taking way too long to get the project done. I'm this close ->| |<- to committing to a DIY central HVAC system replacement (complete with new 240V circuit for a conversion from gas furnace to heat pump), which is obviously gonna end up with me relying on "temporary" window AC units all summer, and you're just shoving me right over the edge!
Haha. I'm the same way. It's fun to tinker with that stuff. It's actually probably a good thing it's so expensive otherwise I'd have twice as many half finished renovations.
Just be sure you're aware of local laws. At least where I live home owners can do all of their own electrical work as long as they get it inspected but that isn't the case everywhere. As far as the minisplit goes you should be legal to DIY it as long as you use precharged units and linesets. You just can't buy refrigerants or legally tap into the system in any way unless you have an EPA 608 certification. But if you're using precharged linesets and the equipment works then you won't need to do either of those things unless you somehow lose the refrigerant charge. As far as the rest goes just do your research on system sizing, placement, and all that jazz. But as far as DIY goes, a minisplit is probably about the same difficulty level as installing a new gas furnace so if you would be comfortable doing that they you should be fine.
Also if you're going with a heat pump minisplit, I'd go with mitsubishi, not a samsung. The Samsung units are more technically advanced and have more flashy options but they aren't very reliable. I've worked on several that had major issues less than a year after install. They're also more "proprietary" when it comes to working on them. On the other hand I have never come across a dead mitsubishi with less than 5 years of hard use and they're dead simple to work on as far as minisplits go.
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I taught my toddler to scan her mom (my wife) and say "look, I found a stud!"
I always thought of a stud as a male horse whose main job is supplying baby horse juice. I’m guessing that’s not what you mean?
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To verify your stud detector works you must point it to your self, make a beeping sound, turn to your significant other and tell them "I'm a stud"
I bought one, put up to my dads back, let it beep, and said to him "i think its defective" 🤪
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The stupider part is that it would be easier to stack out from the other direction.
There are 8 pieces of wood @ 1.5" each = 12"
Studs are 16" on center.So to stack from the right would be 2 pieces to be in the same place.
You can even see the gray box that opens to the wall behind it. That is attached to the stud on the right...its that close. But here I go applying logic to crazy.
My house is over 30 years old, and the studs are 24" apart. Frustrating when I need to hang things built for 16".
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My house is over 30 years old, and the studs are 24" apart. Frustrating when I need to hang things built for 16".
It hurts to even read that. I can't even imagine your frustration.
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My house is over 30 years old, and the studs are 24" apart. Frustrating when I need to hang things built for 16".
Your house is incorrect. 16" on-center wall studs have been a thing for way more than 30 years.
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Those gnomes are pretty shit at magic then. I've yet to encounter a stud finder that works more than 40% of the time which is just enough to keep you using it but not quite enough to be useful.
Skill issue tbh
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Your house is incorrect. 16" on-center wall studs have been a thing for way more than 30 years.
My great grandfather built a punch of apartment complexes back in the 70s, if their house is anything like those well... standardly annoying is the words that come to mind.
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The stupider part is that it would be easier to stack out from the other direction.
There are 8 pieces of wood @ 1.5" each = 12"
Studs are 16" on center.So to stack from the right would be 2 pieces to be in the same place.
You can even see the gray box that opens to the wall behind it. That is attached to the stud on the right...its that close. But here I go applying logic to crazy.
But the gray box is in the way of that solution.
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That's not the worst cludge I've ever seen, but it's good and stupid alright.
But imagine, won't you, an electrical outlet box attached with directly to the oven's gas line. The outlet was for the microwave. My friend no longer lives in that condo lol
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I hope you put a can of beer back in there with a note before you sealed it back up.
If I remember right, that is exactly what happened.
Though I wasn't there on the last day of renovsting that room, I think it was the guy who uh, did the initial demo work on the wall, who did exactly as you describe, along with the original piece of paper, which was now preserved in ... either a ziploc bag, or vacuum sealed as you'd do with some meat you'd want to preserve for freezing.
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I always thought of a stud as a male horse whose main job is supplying baby horse juice. I’m guessing that’s not what you mean?
Well that definitely makes it less ...uh... cute.
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This is what happens when my wife goes...honey let's move the TV to the left! Its not centered. Oh that's not enough! Let's try another 1.5"! Oh! Not enough! ...not enough!.... Not enough!....
Do not marry. Its hell. But if you do, patch that wall real good.... Oh I can still see the seam! Sand it again! Yes orange peal...nope! The paint looks a little off. Paint the room!. Oh you're gonna hate me...can you move the TV another 1.5" please?
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This is the explanation for why we can't have nice things
Supply side economics until we all die.
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How does it end?
The house rolled over
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Your house is incorrect. 16" on-center wall studs have been a thing for way more than 30 years.
24" on-center wall studs aren't uncommon in building practices today
Most residential interior walls are 16"
If their house is single-story, then 24" would fit in a lot of local building codes.
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This is what happens when my wife goes...honey let's move the TV to the left! Its not centered. Oh that's not enough! Let's try another 1.5"! Oh! Not enough! ...not enough!.... Not enough!....
Do not marry. Its hell. But if you do, patch that wall real good.... Oh I can still see the seam! Sand it again! Yes orange peal...nope! The paint looks a little off. Paint the room!. Oh you're gonna hate me...can you move the TV another 1.5" please?
I hope you're joking when you say your marriage is hell. If you're not, maybe consider not being married? You deserve to not live in hell.
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I hope you're joking when you say your marriage is hell. If you're not, maybe consider not being married? You deserve to not live in hell.
It's a joke but it is hell in many respects. I like the way my hell makes me feel.
Like if she starts a one way conversation that extends for one hour and you don't want to be the receiver so you move a little to test the waters but then she screams at you for walking away.
Logic says...well this wonderful person could do better with a wall. But nah! Its you! Your must listen to all the unactionable statements. Yup, that's marriage. I've been here for almost a quarter century.
No matter what society says marriage is to make children and have them grow and become part of the society. Love is relatively new. We're more like cattle who work on things for a company and then purchase those things at a discount so they profit off that discount... Whether it is a profit based on pure time to money to money to time transactions or time to minerals to money to time transactions. The government wants you married to make children. So don't marry for that and keep it open at all times. Like the very best friendship you ever had regardless of all the god damn yada yada yada. Once she's done with that, it's all perfectly fine. Just shut down and keep the ears listening. You can mentally escape to a six flags....you're about to drop into an outside spin loop!...and so then I said to her "heck no!"...and she walked away! Can you believe it?...and you drop! Noooooooo!.....she continues.... It wasn't that exciting! LOL. Life's a cookie, take a bite...Noooo! Lemon cake!!! Fine take another bite!
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This is what happens when my wife goes...honey let's move the TV to the left! Its not centered. Oh that's not enough! Let's try another 1.5"! Oh! Not enough! ...not enough!.... Not enough!....
Do not marry. Its hell. But if you do, patch that wall real good.... Oh I can still see the seam! Sand it again! Yes orange peal...nope! The paint looks a little off. Paint the room!. Oh you're gonna hate me...can you move the TV another 1.5" please?
...are you OK?
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It's a joke but it is hell in many respects. I like the way my hell makes me feel.
Like if she starts a one way conversation that extends for one hour and you don't want to be the receiver so you move a little to test the waters but then she screams at you for walking away.
Logic says...well this wonderful person could do better with a wall. But nah! Its you! Your must listen to all the unactionable statements. Yup, that's marriage. I've been here for almost a quarter century.
No matter what society says marriage is to make children and have them grow and become part of the society. Love is relatively new. We're more like cattle who work on things for a company and then purchase those things at a discount so they profit off that discount... Whether it is a profit based on pure time to money to money to time transactions or time to minerals to money to time transactions. The government wants you married to make children. So don't marry for that and keep it open at all times. Like the very best friendship you ever had regardless of all the god damn yada yada yada. Once she's done with that, it's all perfectly fine. Just shut down and keep the ears listening. You can mentally escape to a six flags....you're about to drop into an outside spin loop!...and so then I said to her "heck no!"...and she walked away! Can you believe it?...and you drop! Noooooooo!.....she continues.... It wasn't that exciting! LOL. Life's a cookie, take a bite...Noooo! Lemon cake!!! Fine take another bite!
This is entirely alien to me, and I can't understand it, but... As long as you're happy? I hope you are. For the most part, at least. If someone insisted on talking at me for long periods I'd lose my dang mind.
