Week 7 was a blast!
Only because I got to glamp with my
summer sisters (that's us in front of our cabin)
while my husband got to get his lumberjack on.
Remember the tree of death?
Along with a fallen one infested with carpenter ants,
it's gone thanks to a friend with a chainsaw.
I know the kitchen cabinets may look okay,
but you have to trust that after two decades
of use and abuse, they were ready for retirement.
Here is the kitchen after my man of steel
removed cabinets and the other half of
the maple hardwood flooring in a single bound!
He also finished drywalling
the wall between the kitchen and dining room,
as well as adding electrical where needed.
Some of the recessed lights will be relocated
soon, the sink and base have to be removed,
and we have yet to decide on a ceiling treatment...
beadboard panels, new drywall, or a skimcoat of mud?
I have to prep the glass on the French doors
for painting, and I also must decide on
a ceiling treatment for the dining room.
Ceiling treatments?
Oui.
We are not fans of swirly texture and sparkles that bring
to mind 70's disco fever and satin.
i can't take my eyes off them
(Not that there is anything wrong with glittery bands
or shiny bomber jackets...but keep 'em off my ceilings.)
except for you, foxy Leif, even in easter yellow trousers you are welcome to grace our ceilings.
I'm willing to learn plastering 101 and spend
hours smoothing to get them right...ummm, I think.
I also thought moving TWICE was a good idea. Girlfriend will keep you posted.
What a relief to see this space without the cabinets!
I can almost see me and the sistas cooking in there!
That is an outright lie. I actually cannot imagine hanging in this space yet. True.
on this particular day, in a freak accident, i splattered homemade marinara all over our whites.
Lessons Learned in Week 7:
*We get by with a little help from our friends.
*A few days of carbonated holiness
(Anne Lamott's definition of laughter)
are a winning prescription for weary bones.
*With a partner in grime like my guy
(who is fearless and prettier than Leif Garrett)
when it comes to DIY, be prepared for
even more adventure than you planned.
Him: "Help me with this 3-ton section of scaffolding, Honey."
Me: "Sure."
JUST BEFORE HER body by Mattel IS CRUSHED
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Coming soon:
SKIMCOATED CEILINGS?
OUR BIGGEST EXPENDITURE
PREPPING the KITCHEN FOR CABINETS
Peace to you right where you are.
