Small Victories

Last weekend was a weekend off. I went to Amarillo for a race and Guy partied and worked.
This week Mick, the floor guy, came and worked on the bedroom floor.

The bedroom floor had started out with harvest gold shag carpet, saturated with decades of dog hair, foot traffic, and grime. Guy dragged it out the front door within a week of us moving in.

Beneath the carpet and the deep layer of dirt, he found linoleum. And beneath that, tar paper. Buried deep was a hardwood floor. We covered it with cardboard so we wouldn’t track tar all over the finished floors in the rest of the house.

After a couple weeks, Guy found Mick. He ground off the layer of crud on the floors, revealing the nice wood in the picture to the left.

The floors aren’t quite done yet but the first layer of finish is on them. The holes in the wall from old plumbing (top left) are plastered over. The blue trim is now bright satin white.

Yesterday the walls and ceiling got primed. And today we painted the ceiling with that ceiling paint that goes on pink and dries white. We took a photo of ME working so you’ll know that I’ve done a little more than photograph during this project.

After we return from Florida, the floors should be done. The walls will become bright yellow and we’ll move the bedroom furniture in. We’ll also populate the ceiling with glow-in-the-dark stars like I had in my old house.

Smaller steps are a little easier. We had time this weekend for a party on Saturday night and a rally to see Barack Obama this afternoon. That and packing for Florida pretty much filled the weekend. Did I tell you I love paint… instant gratification!

Lisa and Guy