I, Heather, am taking back to blog posting. Brad's are fine, just a little utilitarian. Also, he keeps insinuating that I don't do any work. I've decided to take matters back into my own hands.
First up on our post-memorial day work week, a big thanks to Tess! As you can tell from the picture, she attempted to take Sydney down the slide. Which, as you might be able to tell from her bootie, is absolutely disgusting. She and Sydney then scrubbed it down and then had some more fun with Sydney.
You may remember, on Memorial Day morning, we worked to clean up the upstairs so that the wood guys could get things going. The flooring guy came to do some of the patch work. So, now this...
Becomes this!
Fancy! What's even more amazing is that the existing wood, once sanded down, matches it perfectly. I guess the flooring guys were right when they said it was white oak, and not red oak.
You may also recall that the fight against the wallpaper was not going in my favor. The painted over wall paper was going reasonably well. Until, we reached the last wall in the kitchen. I've started to call it my Everest. I had to hand scrape the top layers off. Someone had done something really squirrelly to this wall. They had patched over the wallpaper before painting. I have no idea why. So, our normal method of perforate, soak, and lightly scrape with a flexible spatula was abandoned for the glories of the razor-edged floor scraper. What's even more amazing is that I didn't gouge the drywall more than I did. Once I revealed the backing paper (shown below), I was able to easily get everything else off. Oof. Did I mention that Sydney's room is also painted over wallpaper? Hello new Everest!
Onto scraping the living room wallpaper glue off next. The goopy, nasty, thick glue. Procedure? Hit with chemicals, wait, scrape with spatula, scrape with razor, scrub number 1 with scrub pad, sponge off 1, scrub off with second pad and bucket of water, sponge off second sponge and water. Time consuming, but since you can actually see it coming off, it's not so bad.
In the meantime, the insulation and drywall guys came. First - the insulation earlier in the week. They spray foamed the ceiling. Then, the put up the mesh and packed in the blown in cellulose. The end result? Puffy pillow ceiling in the living room.
Brad's laundry room sound proofing with spray foam looked a little like this:
I really hope we like where all the AV wires are, because we are SO not changing it now. Now, I posted the nice picture. The first one I took, Sydney was eating puffs standing in front of the wall. With the flash and a puff in her mouth, she looks completely possessed. It's awesome. And, it's my new phone background. Share it with you? OK.
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The drywall guys came by and hung the sheetrock up. Very exciting, but also a little nerve racking. What if we forgot something? EEK! But, as fun as those puffy ceiling pillows of insulation look - they leak. I am more than ready for that the end. Bring on the ceiling guys!
It's completely awesome right? BTW- That wall has been scrubbed clean of paste. You can tell right? Yeah. Still looks like crap. But hey, at least it's smooth. Another view of the drywall going up.
Wonder how they get those 16 ft sheets up into place?
It doesn't look very comfortable does it? Terry, our mud guy, came by Friday morning and started mudding things. I don't have any pictures of that. They also started sanding the upstairs floor. But, I don't have any pictures of that either. So, you'll have to wait for our fabulous weekend activities in the next post after I steal the pictures off of Brad's phone or he posts the update. Highlights: finished scraping the glue off of the walls, purchased materials to start doing the tile floors in the laundry and entryway, sanded the walls, and then Brad painted everything with the world's most awesome, but also noxious, oil-based primer. I think his nose may be permanently ridged from the respirator. Poor thing.










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