Sequence of events
Here's how it went:
Today I ripped out the remaining carpet except the bit under the bed. Shifting furniture to get carpet up has shaken a lot of stuff loose, literally and figuratively, and the giveaway pile is mounting.
This afternoon I took the old window blinds down and masked the window trim for painting.
(You can see how mistreated the floor was. I'm leaning heavily towards putting a floating floor over it and calling it good.)
With the windows bared, temporary privacy measures were required, so I hung the old curtains on the clothesline just outside the bedroom windows. Looks classy, huh?
Then my sis came over and we discussed demolition of the built-in closet, an ill-designed and inaccessible waste of space made of plywood and two-by-fours--it's that whole end of the room:
After she left, I started crowbarring the trim off and removing the doors, but I had to stop because my hands were hurting and the neighbors were going to start complaining about the hammering and that nasty nail-pulling screech.
Tomorrow I'll paint the window trim. Maybe start emptying the closet. Ack!
Crossposted from Dreamwidth, where there are
comments.
- Ohh! pretty curtain fabric! *buys*
- Man, that window trim needs painting now
- If I paint the trim, I really need to paint the walls, which means protecting the carpet
- Wow, this carpet is disgusting! Hahahah! Utility knife! Slash! Rip! Goodbye old carpet!
- This floor! What a sad mess!...*shops for new flooring*
- But I can't do the floor till I solve the wardrobe problem...
Today I ripped out the remaining carpet except the bit under the bed. Shifting furniture to get carpet up has shaken a lot of stuff loose, literally and figuratively, and the giveaway pile is mounting.
This afternoon I took the old window blinds down and masked the window trim for painting.
(You can see how mistreated the floor was. I'm leaning heavily towards putting a floating floor over it and calling it good.)
With the windows bared, temporary privacy measures were required, so I hung the old curtains on the clothesline just outside the bedroom windows. Looks classy, huh?
Then my sis came over and we discussed demolition of the built-in closet, an ill-designed and inaccessible waste of space made of plywood and two-by-fours--it's that whole end of the room:
After she left, I started crowbarring the trim off and removing the doors, but I had to stop because my hands were hurting and the neighbors were going to start complaining about the hammering and that nasty nail-pulling screech.
Tomorrow I'll paint the window trim. Maybe start emptying the closet. Ack!
Crossposted from Dreamwidth, where there are
comments.