Last night I climbed a ladder and finally looked in the ceiling. rivet had noted that it looked like a suspended one, which made me curious what was in the gap between the ceiling and the next level up. In the downstairs bit, we have wood ceilings with concrete beams running across, and a 12 foot stud. The stud upstairs would be 10 foot without the suspended ceiling, and given how much I enjoy climbing and swinging on things, I'm interested in locating as many anchor points as possible in the house, with a view to having climbing nets/bird nests suspended in the ceiling space and possibly an anchor with a swivel similar to the one Happy and tieke have, but more for play than for training (ie smaller).
Turns out that yes, it is a suspended ceiling and there's about 2 feet of space above it before you hit the wood that probably makes up the subfloor of the apartment above. And yes, it seems there are concrete beams about 25 x 25cm running across the space. But it's hard to see because it's chocka with insulation - which would explain why it's so warm in the lounge and also why we hear nothing from the people upstairs.
So now it becomes a dilemma. On one hand, YAY ANCHOR POINTS! On the other, YAY INSULATION! These things are not mutually exclusive, but to have both will require some lateral thinking, I suspect. And I think it'd be sensible to wait through a winter to see how much we need that insulation before making any decisions on how we're going to approach it. But you know, it is kind of nice to know that we can if we want.
Yesterday was my performance review at work. No real surprises although I suspect we are being primed to be told that any payrises we get this year will be minimal. The boom is coming (probably to be followed by a bust but hey) - projections say it'll start picking up in the second half of 2012 when the Christchurch rebuild starts, but the real housing crisis is likely to be centred in Auckland. Meanwhile, the industry is still bleeding and that is likely to be reflected in my pay packet. ;-/
I find myself strangely without words today. Hmm..
Oh yeah, I was going to have a gripe about QI. It's entertaining enough but it's a fucking sausage fest and the boys' club jokes really annoy me at times, especially because they skate that line between 'fuck that's offensive' and 'can be passed off as a joke'. Jo Brand as one of the token women holds her own reasonably well but she does it by being one of the boys and taking their off jokes and running with them.
I still enjoy watching it most of the time but they could dispense with the 'women are a different species' attitude and I wouldn't be sorry.