Painted Lady.....

I have to come up with a good name for my craft room..... something cute and perky, maybe? I absolutely love how the paint turned out! In reality, though, the green paint is more green on the walls; the flash captured the more yellow-gold hues.






This floor took 3 hours to scrape.... old paint, contact cement, and blobs of joint compound from texturing the walls covered the cement, making for one long night.



I am very proud of my cunningly good sense at finding sales and good deals everywhere. We saw this laminate flooring at Lowe's when it was 89 cents per square foot, and contemplated using it for the flooring (at the time, I wasn't sure that's what I wanted). When we were ready to purchase it, it was only 78 cents per square foot! I think that is an excellent deal for laminate flooring..... check it out:


Even the paint colors consisted largely of mistints that just happened to go beautifully with the pricier custom mixed colors.


This about sums up the entire DIY rennovating process:

Wallpaper Woes.......

After a frustrating two days spent peeling wallpaper an inch at a time from my bathroom walls, I have determined one important thing:



People who wallpaper over unprepared drywall are assholes.....


How hard would it be to prime first? Or, at the very least, ask someone before carelessly slapping something on the wall that involves glue? Jeez, man.... these people must think that whatever they choose to put on the wall is going to be embraced by everyone for all eternity, and that it will never go out of style.


This looks so gross and slummy...... I've seen nicer service station restrooms. I know now that ANYTHING I DO will be a dramatic improvement....LOL! And who in the hell hangs sheetrock backwards like that? Perhaps the other side had "issues".....

While in the peeling process, I dredged up the remanants of the previous wallpaper selection lurking shamelessly behind the toilet tank: a groovy foil floral pattern seen only in the classiest of bordellos and houses of ill repute. My photos would not capture the essence of this wallpaper well enough, but my 17 year old son thought it was the coolest thing he had ever seen; apparantly, he's never been in a bordello.