The Green Stripe

I’m not sure why it took me so incredibly long to get around to getting this done, but it did.  And now it’s done, and I loves it!

I did some research on what the best way to go about doing this would be.  I came across this blog post on Pinterest, and it was such a huge help.

First Rob and I decided what size the stripe should be, we decided 6 inches was it.  Next I decided on where the stripe should be on the wall.  16 inches down from the ceiling was where it would start.  The next step was to mark the wall.  Now, let me tell you, this was the part I was most worried about, making sure it was even all the way across.  I had my ruler, my level and a pencil and got down to it.I’m also pretty damn good at eyeballing things like this after having worked in the photo/lab industry for 10 years, fixing crops, trimming edges.  So, needless to say my lines were sheer perfection and I can now be hired for line drawing work.

After the lines were drawn, it was time for tape.  I taped on the lines, then double-triple checked the levels.  Then, PAINT.  But not green-yet.The most helpful tip I got from the Centsational Girl blog was to put a layer of paint of the original color along the tape line before painting your stripe color to help prevent bleeding.  So that’s what I did.  I let it sit overnight, and the next afternoon the green happened.

I did two coats while the kid napped played in his crib.  I removed the tape while the paint was still wet to prevent peeling.  My lines were PERFECT.  There were a couple of spots where there was a little bit of bleeding, but overall it looks fabulous, dahling, fabulous!The walls are painted in Bright White in satin, by Sherwinn Williams, and the green wall and stripe are Green Envy in satin by Sherwinn Williams.

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The Bathroom

So we’ve been here almost two weeks and things are falling into place.  We still have groupings of boxes here and there, but it’s starting to look like a home, and not a storage unit.

As our belongings find their place, I begin imagining what I should do to make this place ours.  Let’s look at the bathroom today:This is the bathroom door. This bathroom is on the main floor, next to our bedroom (the doorframe to our room is on the right).  I hate this door.  HATE.  It’s ugly, it’s loud when you open and close it, and it doesn’t hide bathroom noises if you catch my drift.  Thankfully, we have a second bathroom downstairs.  This is on the priority list for replacing.

This bathroom is a time capsule.  It’s got a lot of charm, and quirky-ness, but even with that I’m going to gut this thing-Except for the claw foot tub and toilet (the toilet is new and fancy and has buttons for #1 and #2).  That panelling.  Oh, the panelling.  It’s going, and I can’t wait to tear it down.  Now, the wallpaper.  A part of me has always wanted some sort of original foil wallpaper, and I like this wallpaper.  But it’s old and dingy, and warped.  I am going to cut a piece and frame it to keep in there.

Also, notice that there’s no shower head.  There’s a stall shower in the bathroom downstairs (more on that some other time) but I want a shower head put in here.  That’s high on the priority list, only for reasons having to do with the other shower, and it’s terrifying nature.

Now, how about the macrame shelf?  Yeah, that’s going.

This is the sink.  In a sewing table.  I think this actually a good idea, but just not my style, but I appreciate the creativity.

MILK GLASS SCONCES!!!!!!!  Have I told you how much I love milk glass?  These, right here, are the design inspiration for this room.

About that, I think I have an idea of what I’d like to do, thanks to Pinterest.This is the color pallet I think I’d like to work with, but replace that creamy white with a white white.  You know, to match the milk glass, or just a less yellow white.

I would also like to paint the outside of the tub like this:Right now the outside of the tub, well just the front of the outside, is painted black, so this shouldn’t be too big of a deal.  As for the rest of the bathroom all I want is counter and cabinets.  The old house had a pedestal sink, and some built ins.  This bathroom needs storage.  And light.  It’s really dark in there right now, and I’m going with white with teal accents to brighten it up.  Who knows when this will actually happen, I think I’d like to redo the kitchen first, then the bathroom.  We’re planning on doing this all ourselves and with the help of my brother (who is in school for construction and just finished a course on bathroom and kitchen construction).  I’ve never remodeled a room before, and now that I have the redesign itch I want to get going.

This is the wall across from the tub.  The large photo is of Rob’s Great Aunt Collette, who I met a couple of times before she passed.  She was a 90 year lady, full of piss and vinegar, who played piano.  A part of me is kind of going to miss the hodge podge mix of things in this bathroom, but I’m ready to make it ours.

Future Home is now Forever Home

I was driving Max home from swimming class, mentally preparing myself for what I was about to see at my house.  My stomach was in knots, my mind was racing, I was anxious.  I was thinking about that bottle of Ativan I have packed away somewhere, and how I wished I knew where it was.

I turned onto our street, SE Francis st, and very quickly I could see it; the 26 foot long UHaul.  My heart hit the floor.  My stomach jumped into my throat.  My eyes welled up.  As I got closer I could see just about everything we owned packed tightly in there with care by our good friends.  I took a deep breath and told myself ‘This is it.  It’s happening, and there’s no turning back’.

It wasn’t long after I had gotten there that the UHaul was all packed up, and our hard working friends were in their cars ready to go.  I stayed behind with Max to wait for my mom to come sit with him until everything was moved in.  I stood on the front porch holding my baby while Rob in the 26 foot long UHaul led the caravan to our new home. When I went back inside I didn’t know what to do.  The rooms were empty.

After leaving Max with my mom, and picking up pizzas for everyone it was time to actually move in.  Again, it went quickly.  And it only went quickly because of all the amazing help we had.  THANK YOU TOTALLY AWESOME SUPER FRIENDS!

Once everything was moved in, it was nearly impossible to go anywhere.

And a week later it still kind of looks like that.

A couple of things about this move:

1) I never want to not have the internet or cable ever again.  We went for four days without both, and I felt so disconnected!  I had no idea what was going on in the world, I couldn’t read my celebrity gossip, I couldn’t hate-read some of my least favorite blogs, and worst of all I didn’t get my daily dose of Roseanne or fall asleep at night watching Friends.  But now, they’re both back and I feel complete.

2) I really expected to be more emotional about this, and maybe when we’re fully done with the old house (Finally sell it, burn it to the ground, whatever), I might be.  Or maybe I won’t.  The night before the move Shauna came over with wine and we reminisced about all the amazing, life changing events that took place in this house.  It was so fitting that she came over because Shauna lived with us for two years (was it two years?  I really don’t remember).  She told me that while we’ve made a lot of memories here, we’ll create even more at our new house.  And that we’d die there.  My first reaction was Um, what?  But then I thought about it and realized that this new place was going to be our forever home.  We’re going to raise our kids there, and grow old there.  And maybe we will die there, or in whatever retirement home our kids throw us in.

Right now, I feel really good about things, about our new life in our new home.