The past weeks, I have been working harder than a worker bee. I should check my astrological progressions because, there must be some “slave-to-DIY” configuration happening right now, right above me.
This is a sneak peek post of all the projects I/we did over the past weeks. And of the cleaning. Oh boy was there cleaning…Oh and the before and afters with our new grey walls. So much light! 😀
I filled the holes, patched the cracks and sanded the living room for days.
And I did it all over again because I missed many/several/a lot of spots. There were just too many holes.
After several ‘groundhog days’, where I kept re-patching and re-sanding, I realized it didn’t matter how much I sanded, there was no way to completely fix 30 years of really bad aggression against the drywall.
Please tell me, who the heck does not flatten the compound/putty and just paints with GLOSS paint over it? Without primer most of the time? (By the way, that paint was extremely sturdy – it wasn’t budging to sanding, one bit).
I almost gave up and finally took my mom’s advice to accept it will never be perfect and move on.
So, I moved on and primed the living room, head to toes. That zinsser primer smells way too bad. I had a crashing headache for 2 days, because of the lingering smell (I did use a respirator mask to apply it and The Cute was spending those days away from the house).
Caught in excessive humidity, drying took its sweet time.
Then I painted everything with a NO VOC flat white paint. Two applications later, the old color was gone. Heaven!
Extra humidity meant dripping paint. I didn’t use too much but, where ceiling and walls meet, it is usual for the ceiling paint to use the road of least resistance (aka the walls) in order to obey gravity. Especially with sloping, cathedral ceilings. So, I had to paint, and run back to wipe. Again and again.
I’d like to say I lost some pounds and that I now, have seriously toned thighs, given I went up and down our ladder – literally – hundreds of times, but no.
Then I DIYed a Perfect Grey and a Gorgeous Greige and applied the Perfect Grey (as I explained in the post, the Greige accent wall has to wait a bit). It was so perfect, that when I was done – and it dried – I kissed the wall.
Two days later, The Cute had scribbled over it with a pen. The satin Behr paint I used? Doesn’t handle washing at all. The ink scribble? Still there. The paint? Faded. I have to repaint. Fail.
Perhaps I should have used gloss paint…
Nevertheless, TA-DAHHH this is our new living room color:
Then I sanded and primed and painted the baseboard heater covers. They look like new now. 😀
And I started contemplating the decor situation. Now that we no longer had to use a ginormous painting to hide the old bad patches, we could do….FLOATING SHELVES!
Oh and add trim around the doors!
And hit the local Goodwill for super finds. (At least I, thought they were.)
And make sure The Cute goes out every day, is fed on time, goes to the park, etc. (I had huge help with this last part; though hubby wasn’t so happy to be in my shoes. Ha! 😀 )
All this work meant that at some point, we had simultaneously:
– enormous piles for laundry – in two rooms
– a dishwasher working overtime (and still a sink full of pots)
– dust e-ve-ry-whe-re
– heavily relied on take-out food
– let’s not discuss the bathroom situation, other than to say that it wasn’t optimal
– *snow* in the playroom that went unswept for days
So, for the past three days, amidst the making of our – amazing – DIY floating shelves, I also cleaned the house.
Was about time – I know.
I tackled the mountains of laundry (go me), the kitchen (which had become the place to store the tools/putty/3 buckets of compound, bags of sanding dust and pushed out-of-the-way furniture – among other things), I super cleaned the bathrooms, the playroom, switched books and toys and even made a pretty tree wall art for the nursery. Every cleaning appliance worked overtime (and then some).
Am I done cleaning? Not yet but, it’s much better now.
I am happy about what we made and fixed.
I am thrilled about DIYing the floating shelves.
I am exhausted.
And I just noticed the diaper by the front door…