So, it's been a while since I wrote. That's because we're in the middle of about 15 different projects and have yet to complete any of them. My office is the official dumping zone of all things in the way, which has made working feel like this:
I thought I would check in and give some pictures what being stuck in the middle of a renovation really looks like. As much as I would like to pretend that we decide to do a project, spend a weekend working and "ta-da!" we're done and giving each other side hugs [ala a Lowes commercial], that isn't real. What is real is eating take out or cereal because the oven is covered in drywall dust, clothes lining yourself on the ladder several times a day, and watching a movie with a couch that is barely reachable without learning some parkour moves.
Totally safe. I'll just keep 911 on speed dial while I wait to hear a crash.
I was sure there was a stud in there somewhere.....
While my husband is planking the ceiling, I have been doing a steady rotation of projects. The first project is attempting to learn to mud and tape our patched drywall from the wall removal. I knew before I even started this project that I would hate it. Patience is not my thing and that's pretty much exactly what mud and taping requires. You have to have the patience to get everything just right so it looks okay under the texture and paint. I do not possess this trait. I do however possess the ability to watching a myriad of YouTube videos that do little more than give me a false sense of security on my level of finishing skill. I know it won't look perfect when I'm done, but I'm hoping it's at least somewhat seamless with the other drywall. Otherwise I might be strategically moving pictures and furniture to cover my terrible job. So, if you see chair sitting randomly up against a wall, at least you'll know why.
In addition to the drywall and ceiling, we have all our flooring order and delivered for our kitchen/living room area (Yay! more junk to work around!) and two slabs of butcher block waiting to be finished for the island. After all of that craziness, we still have to wrap the LAM beam and supports. Oh and add new trim and crown molding.
While we're in the middle or remodeling/finishing our kitchen and living room, we also have that little detail of me being in my last trimester with our third child. My now office/storage closet/hoarders paradise has to come together to become a nursery in a couple of months.
Now, I know the baby probably doesn't care if there is a nursery and more than likely will sleep in our room for the first few months. However, all the baby gear is in storage. To get to the storage, I have to pull everything out and rearrange. Which means, I really need to get something resembling a nursery together in order to rotate all the junk in our house. So it's not so much a desire to create a cutesy nursery so much as the necessity to create a place to stack bins and bins of baby junk.
That long winded response means I need to create a new office space in our basement so I can clear out this mess. The first step in that long process is to paint our family room. The family room has remained mostly neglected since we moved in. To be honest, we rarely use it. I didn't even want a family room when we were looking at houses, because I knew we wouldn't use it. However, it has been nice to have a place to hide...I mean display...my husband's hunting/sports decor. So, now I need to create an office space that goes with all that ugly...I mean delightful decor. I started painting with Sherwin-Williams' "Perfect Greige." For the most part, I'm very happy with the way it's turning out. It's a nice mix of the grey/blues I like, but still fits in with the whole dead pheasant on the wall feel my husband has going for himself.
The brass boob light makes everything much more yellow than it actually is. We plan on removing those...probably when our unborn child is 19.
Future office location.
So. That's where we are right now and why I've been a bit busy to write lately. I'm hoping everything comes together in the next month or so. Mostly for my sanity, because being pregnant, hot and crowded isn't a good look on anyone.