I'm covered in dust D:
So, the room's getting close to finished~! The closet just needs to be sanded.
Then the painting starts, which I've roped shenanagan into helping me with. At first I wanted to try sponge painting, but now I'm thinking just a flat ol' normal paint job will do. I'm kinda stuck on brown. Like, my sister did the blue thing, and a few years after she moved out I did the dark red thing (with the help I mentioned priviously and her cousin). I don't want green, because it's Green Attack in the kitchen. And my current living space has this blueish purplish color going on. Which is pretty. However, I decided that my cat, Dusk, has got some pretty colors on her. Which is black and various shades of brown. I have these two shades I was going to use. The lighter one is a perfect match to the tan on her chest. And the darker one was perfect too, until Dusk puked on my bed and I noticed it and the darker brown were the exact same color! Sooo, yeah.
This is where it's okay for you to picture me looming over a line of puke with the color sample and comparing the two.
And ohmaigod, another bad thing with a green color? You should have seen the color of the closet. Like, gross.
And now Momma wants the kitchen ceiling and the living room painted. She doesn't like the current color of the living room because, as we found out storeing sheetrock pieces in there, it's the exact same color as the sheetrock. And the kitchen ceiling has looked weird since Daddy repaired it a year or two ago. Yeah, no body even tried to get a color similar to the rest of the ceiling.
Then after painting, the flooring comes~! Daddy's putting fake hardwood stuff in there like the entry hall, the parental bathroom, and my current living space has. And of course finaly getting ceiling lights.
And then the boarders at the floor go in, and I can move back into the house like omg.
The new shower door closes! It doesn't leak~! It's even got this magnetic thing that snaps the door shut so it doesn't hang open, even a little bit. I think it's smaller, if I gained weight I wouldn't fit. It's got one of those single nobs now, and it's a flick of the wrist to turn it on, and another flick to turn it off. Whereas the old nobs took many, many turns. I think Daddy put the shower head in too low, but he says that's where it's supposed to be. I can deal, so it's no big thing.
The new sink is twice as big as the old one. It's a monster and dominates the tiny tiny tiny bathroom. I had picked out a sink the same size as the old one (17in, shotty!) but Daddy had it half installed when he was all, "No, taking it back, getting a bigger one!" So now there's this giant 30in monster in there.
When we went to get the bigger one, we got home and the top was shattered. So it took longer than it should have to get the sink because we had to run back down to Home Depot and get another.
The toilet is taller, more suited to an adult person instead of the short one that was in there, and is one of those eco friendly ones that uses less water or something.
Daddy had me clean the cover of the old fart fan. Which is what we call the bathroom fan. I clarify because Jenny didn't know what I was talking about when I called it a fart fan. Anyway. I was scrubbin' it down with an SOS pad and I'm looking at it and I'm all, "It's WHITE! I didn't know it was supposed to be WHITE!" Anyway, that's the only old thing still in the new bathroom. I think someone painted it after I cleaned it, because it perfectly matches the white ceiling now.
Speaking of white. That bathroom is so white. The panels on the walls makes me think of Mexicans. Which I can't decide is a good thing or not. I love tacos and salsa, but I haven't seen a hot Mexican man. Now, hot Hispanics, from like Spain or wherever, those I've seen. But anyway! My oldest brother told me he wouldn't be able to go in my bathroom if he had a migraine.
Good! Don't need to be going in there no way D:
But lemme tell you. I found out the other day just why I started buying colored soap. Because I bought these white bars, was using one the other night, and I dropped it. I couldn't find it! It's just so white in there! My horrible eye sight was the problem here, but still. It's back to buying the colored bars of soap.
There's also a light right above the medicine cabinet. I'm so fancy now. There's another storage cabinet, but I'm trying to rope my brother (not the migraine one) into building more shelves in the bathroom, as well as in the new closet.
The new closet, by the way, is going to be six inches or so taller than it was. Because that's how bad off the floor was. It's not like it's going to be some super massively tall closet, however. It had a low ceiling to start with, due to roof placement, and still won't be a normal height.
I have to say, I'm so excited that I'm going to have a level floor. And cable that comes through the walls, and not the ceiling. And internet that comes through the walls, and not the floor. And gas for the heater coming through the walls instead of the floor. You have no idea how hard it was to clean behind the gas knob.
But I have to say the level floor takes priority. You have no idea D:. I have pictures the demonstrate just how bad the room was before.
And, oh yeah, the new wood that got put in is treated so no friggin termites. No friggin termite mound behind my wall so big it created a freaking giant lump in the wall and cracked the sheetrock on the other side. I'd say no more termites attacking me in the middle of the night, but that only happened once.
And a floor that isn't caving in from water damage and termites!
Yeah, these are the problems you have with an old house built on the cheep.
Why, yes, I _am_ listening to early 90's country this morning. "What's it to you?" harhar.
Then the painting starts, which I've roped shenanagan into helping me with. At first I wanted to try sponge painting, but now I'm thinking just a flat ol' normal paint job will do. I'm kinda stuck on brown. Like, my sister did the blue thing, and a few years after she moved out I did the dark red thing (with the help I mentioned priviously and her cousin). I don't want green, because it's Green Attack in the kitchen. And my current living space has this blueish purplish color going on. Which is pretty. However, I decided that my cat, Dusk, has got some pretty colors on her. Which is black and various shades of brown. I have these two shades I was going to use. The lighter one is a perfect match to the tan on her chest. And the darker one was perfect too, until Dusk puked on my bed and I noticed it and the darker brown were the exact same color! Sooo, yeah.
This is where it's okay for you to picture me looming over a line of puke with the color sample and comparing the two.
And ohmaigod, another bad thing with a green color? You should have seen the color of the closet. Like, gross.
And now Momma wants the kitchen ceiling and the living room painted. She doesn't like the current color of the living room because, as we found out storeing sheetrock pieces in there, it's the exact same color as the sheetrock. And the kitchen ceiling has looked weird since Daddy repaired it a year or two ago. Yeah, no body even tried to get a color similar to the rest of the ceiling.
Then after painting, the flooring comes~! Daddy's putting fake hardwood stuff in there like the entry hall, the parental bathroom, and my current living space has. And of course finaly getting ceiling lights.
And then the boarders at the floor go in, and I can move back into the house like omg.
The new shower door closes! It doesn't leak~! It's even got this magnetic thing that snaps the door shut so it doesn't hang open, even a little bit. I think it's smaller, if I gained weight I wouldn't fit. It's got one of those single nobs now, and it's a flick of the wrist to turn it on, and another flick to turn it off. Whereas the old nobs took many, many turns. I think Daddy put the shower head in too low, but he says that's where it's supposed to be. I can deal, so it's no big thing.
The new sink is twice as big as the old one. It's a monster and dominates the tiny tiny tiny bathroom. I had picked out a sink the same size as the old one (17in, shotty!) but Daddy had it half installed when he was all, "No, taking it back, getting a bigger one!" So now there's this giant 30in monster in there.
When we went to get the bigger one, we got home and the top was shattered. So it took longer than it should have to get the sink because we had to run back down to Home Depot and get another.
The toilet is taller, more suited to an adult person instead of the short one that was in there, and is one of those eco friendly ones that uses less water or something.
Daddy had me clean the cover of the old fart fan. Which is what we call the bathroom fan. I clarify because Jenny didn't know what I was talking about when I called it a fart fan. Anyway. I was scrubbin' it down with an SOS pad and I'm looking at it and I'm all, "It's WHITE! I didn't know it was supposed to be WHITE!" Anyway, that's the only old thing still in the new bathroom. I think someone painted it after I cleaned it, because it perfectly matches the white ceiling now.
Speaking of white. That bathroom is so white. The panels on the walls makes me think of Mexicans. Which I can't decide is a good thing or not. I love tacos and salsa, but I haven't seen a hot Mexican man. Now, hot Hispanics, from like Spain or wherever, those I've seen. But anyway! My oldest brother told me he wouldn't be able to go in my bathroom if he had a migraine.
Good! Don't need to be going in there no way D:
But lemme tell you. I found out the other day just why I started buying colored soap. Because I bought these white bars, was using one the other night, and I dropped it. I couldn't find it! It's just so white in there! My horrible eye sight was the problem here, but still. It's back to buying the colored bars of soap.
There's also a light right above the medicine cabinet. I'm so fancy now. There's another storage cabinet, but I'm trying to rope my brother (not the migraine one) into building more shelves in the bathroom, as well as in the new closet.
The new closet, by the way, is going to be six inches or so taller than it was. Because that's how bad off the floor was. It's not like it's going to be some super massively tall closet, however. It had a low ceiling to start with, due to roof placement, and still won't be a normal height.
I have to say, I'm so excited that I'm going to have a level floor. And cable that comes through the walls, and not the ceiling. And internet that comes through the walls, and not the floor. And gas for the heater coming through the walls instead of the floor. You have no idea how hard it was to clean behind the gas knob.
But I have to say the level floor takes priority. You have no idea D:. I have pictures the demonstrate just how bad the room was before.
And, oh yeah, the new wood that got put in is treated so no friggin termites. No friggin termite mound behind my wall so big it created a freaking giant lump in the wall and cracked the sheetrock on the other side. I'd say no more termites attacking me in the middle of the night, but that only happened once.
And a floor that isn't caving in from water damage and termites!
Yeah, these are the problems you have with an old house built on the cheep.
Why, yes, I _am_ listening to early 90's country this morning. "What's it to you?" harhar.