| For the record, the hearts and daisies wallpaper was NOT hung up by my mother. She did practically nothing to that house except the heart border around the kitchen walls. Which is nearly gone. One more coat of paint and the horror will be but a distant memory.
She did, however, put a coat of flat white on the walls of what is now my office, and left the paintroller and brush to dry in the paint in the paint tray. It's like a sculpture now. I think I'm going to give her a hard time about that. "They're not meant to be one-time-use only, Ma."
Once we got the Downy off the walls and I finished taping off the ceiling, we got the first coat of pain on the kitchen. And then I went over all the parts Joe did, because he doesn't seem to understand that more=/=better when it comes to freaking latex interior pain. The drips, my god, the drips. That, and he figured since he already used the brush to paint a 3" border around the windows and cupboards and in the corners, he didn't need to use the roller to blend that in any way. I think I'm going to find other stuff for him to do when I paint the bathroom next week. Like install the flooring in Christian's room.
Oy, we had a big argument in Lowe's today. Not that we were only couple there fighting in harsh whispers and big hand gestures. If money is the number one cause of marital stress, home improvements come in at number two. Joe kept quoting this wierd price to me all week on the flooring, that it was going to cost $1.87 per sqft. I was like, "No, it was eighty-seven cents." Well, we went to Lowes and I saw where the confusion was. I was looking at Oak, he was looking at Cherry. Now, they're both just wood laminate, but he likes the COLOR of the Cherry better. So, where in the universe is it not INSANE TO PAY EIGHT HUNDRED DOLLARS MORE ON FLOORING BECAUSE IT'S A SHADE DARKER THAN THE OAK? So, we decided to just let it go and discuss it later this week. But on the way out, Joe's like, "Oh, I saw this thing in a magazine, I want to do it for the bathroom floor."
Okay, says I as he drags me off to look at the tile he wants for the bathroom floor. The tile that is FIFTEEN DOLLARS FOR AN EIGHT INCH SQUARE. I told him we'd see what the paint looked like when we got it up. But yeah, I can spend A THOUSAND DOLLARS ON THE FLOORING IN THE BATHROOM. Ugh.
Oh, and by the way, if you ever paint and you use American Heritage paint, it only took a half gallon to do 120' sq. And we only had to do one coat. That is some freaking impressive paint, and it's just gorgeous. When we get the floors done next week, I'll post befores and afters.
And in other news, I was freaked about coming up with money for the deposit for my mom and getting the walls/floors done before we moved in (sounds frivolous, but if you had seen the holes I had to patch and the horrors of carpet after a house has been vacant for six years, oy)... then I remembered I'd cancelled Atlanta and I'm getting three hundred back from that. Everyone say it with me, phew. |
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