So, guys, I have a confession. I went and did something crazy around here this weekend, and I’m afraid things will never be the same again… you know how my theme for January is to get my shit together?
Well, I took a look at all these tools…
And all the clutter they cause…
And I just thought, to hell with it. I’m getting rid of them.
From here on out, my life is going to be nothing but clean, and organized, and under control…
And this is a picture of me, sitting at my desk, laughing my ass off right after I wrote that.
I know, I know, none of you believed that nonsense for a second.
What really happened was that while I do love seeing all of my tools right when I walk in the door, the mudroom has become this black hole of chaos and trash bags and shit I set down as I walk into the house. Plus it was still one of the many variations of hunter green that had invaded this house before I bought it, and in order to paint I had to clear everything out.
Luckily I have this unused room that’s sandwiched between the downstairs bathroom and the parlor…
It’s not the most easily accessible room in the house– I mean, unless you like walking through the bathroom every time you need a screwdriver– but since it’s at the very bottom of the priority list right now, it seems like as good a place as any to store all my babies.
What you’re looking at right now is a toilet, two light fixtures, two routers, three sanders, a rotozip, a large tile cutter, and three toolboxes full of stuff.
Oh, and all the paint and drywall paraphernalia.
Yeeeeah. Possibly I have a problem, but it’s hidden in an oversized closet now, so we’re just going to close the door and pretend like I don’t compulsively buy saw blades and router bits, okay?
What we should talk about is how I meant to take an hour break from sanding down stair treads, and five hours later had two coats of paint on these walls, all of the trim, baseboard, crown molding, and baseboard heaters painted a nice bright white.
Also painted a nice bright white? About half my hair…
You’re wondering how I manage to do this, and, you know, all I can say is that it’s a gift. And that probably I shouldn’t be allowed out in public, ever.
Anyway, overall, progress on the mudroom was going along pretty well until I ran into a bit of, ah, unexpectedness, while taking this shelf off the wall…
By “unexpectedness” I mean possibly the creepiest wallpaper that ever existed.
What the hell is going on here?
Actually, you know what. I don’t want to know. I’m good just making it go away…
At some point after that shelf was installed the walls got a skim-coat of plaster, which made it pretty easy to fill in low space where the shelf was.
And you know, since I had the paint out, and I was waiting for the joint compound to dry, I might have started painting other things…
Like, maybe, my kitchen walls.
Just a little.
I mean, they were mint green and kind of driving me crazy. Crazier.
I don’t know what was wrong with me, I just couldn’t put the roller down.
So, more on the kitchen later this week, but as far as the mudroom goes, I’ve just got to cut in around the trim, and then she’s ready for some storage. The only problem is that the room is such an odd space– with windows, doors, and baseboard heaters (that can’t be covered with built-ins) on every wall– that I’m not entirely sure how I’m going to tackle the space.
Like everything else around here, I’m going to roll with it until it works itself out.