I've killed a lot of brain cells on vacation over the years - all-inclusive beach resorts, pubs in various fun parts of Europe, high altitude and low altitude hikes, but I think this week may have topped them all on that front. Matt started painting last weekend and literally just finished up an hour ago. I joined the fun after dropping the kids off on Monday, and painted all day for 5 days, and generally held down the fort - single parenting stinks, for the record.
However, at the end of the day (well, week) we do have a lot of progress to report! All of the walls and ceilings on the second floor are complete, and a good start on the trim. On the first floor, we've made a jump on the trim and have primed the walls and finished the ceilings in the dining room, family room and living room. One thing I must admit is that I failed to appreciate the added work of prepping walls, filling nail holes, sanding and caulking. Alas, we're on top of all that also.
While a project like this certainly can test one's marriage, it also really highlights individual strengths and weaknesses. Matt, clearly, is the detail oriented half of our team, and I'm more of the "bull in the China shop" workhorse - or, as Roddie might say, "Me Primer Girl". All in all, we are pooped, but satisfied.
25 gallons of paint on the wall, 25 gallons of paint... |
Matt's tracking sheet, not updated yet for today's work. First column is walls, 2nd is ceilings and trim as you head to the right |
Putting the kids to work also... |
Dining Room into the family room, primed |
Me being silly. I primed this room AROUND this pile of Tim's stuff! |
Foyer Tile, Work in Progress |
This upcoming week, we're expecting plumbers and electricians, so things should really start coming together. It's looking like just a couple more weeks and we'll be back in the house. I am getting more and more anxious to get into the house by the second!
As I mentioned, Matt has been working nights and weekends on the painting, and I've been holding down the fort. There is a bonus to this division of labor, in that I got a change of pace come Saturday. After Norah's dance lessons, the kids and I went on a hike at the local conservation area. It was just what the doctor ordered.
Division of labor pays dividends... |
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