In which: an old house is in shambles. Soldier on.3
Once upon a time, I came home and discovered the doorway between the kitchen draped with plastic sheeting and a project light burnin':
Evidently, my husband ... Oh, did I neglect to mention why I have been absent for nigh on a year? Turns out, weddings (even the smallest, most intimate affairs) are tedious, cumbersome and demanding of all the spare times. We were left with nothing left to give to our dear neglected house, ipso facto, this blarg has been neglected. Is there some government agency to ensure proper care be given to all blogs? Alas, there is not. Anyway, my husband started doin' stuff! Progress!
As you can see, there is a small section that doesn't quiiiiiiiite match up with the rest of the lath in the wall. In my expert opinion (expert is currently defined as 'woman who has done exactly 0% of this demo as of the publishing of this blog post, but has looked at the project long enough to take a few pictures and study them later in order to draw a conclusion.') this was intended to be either a secret passageway to Narnia that was never completed due to geographic complications and current passport requirements ... OR (and this one is less-probable if you ask me .. which you did) it is another doorway to access to the master closet, located on the other side of the wall. Smart money is on Narnia, though. BRIDGE TO NOWHERE! No? Whatever.
Thankfully, progress has been made elsewhere! The living room!
With 10 - 12' cast iron eagles flanking our walkway, who would miss us? It seems we've missed our chance. Alas...
"No .. this is for the blog!" - me
I swear I'm a good wife, you guys .. I just can't remember what I was doing that day that kept me from contributing to this project.
Don't paint your floors. It's bad for you, and it's bad for me. If not for me, do it for the children... of the future...who will be forced to spend countless hours crouched in a corner, wearing a respirator that costs as much as my car payment as they melt away your poor life choices with a heat gun from Harbor Freight.
As you can see .. progress is being made. The mantel is attached and primed. The floors are being stripped of paint.
In case you were worried that we had suddenly changed our minds about the original plaster vs. drywall argument: This amendment is only being made to the walls between the kitchen/master closet. The dining room is going to yield some of it's ample square footage in favor of a bigger kitchen and master closet. This is a good thing.
Oh, and that little nugget about the wedding? It was incredible :
"You're going to finish the house now, right?"
.......Hogwarts is real.