Saturday, November 30, 2013

Resting...

Took a couple of weeks off - just needed a break.  The weather got colder, it lightly snowed.  I stayed home.  After the carpet was installed at moms, my friend and I decided to paint the bathroom walls like the living room walls but satin, not eggshell.  I have two coats of the more brown paint covering the gray paint.  A third coat will be enough.  Depending on the time of day - it still looks gray, and sometimes it looks brown.  It is just regular paint - I don't have a clue why depending on the lighting it changes sooo much.  Brown or gray works, but brown works better now that the flooring is in.
I tried the bathroom paint in the kitchen - and it works.  So the kitchen and the living room will be the same, but since one is eggshell, and the other is satin, the satin reads as darker.  Just a shade or two darker, but actually, I tried the living room paint in the kitchen, and it was wrong, but the satin version works.  I would not have believed that.  Paint is paint, and color is color, and I understand from a gloss to a flat would be different.  And I keep driving across town to get the paint mixed at the same store.  We taped off the third bedroom for painting.  I covered all the carpet with sheets of plastic that you would normally use to cover furniture while painting.  With just me, I don't seem to trip over it so far.  I replaced the baseboard registers to freshen things just a bit more, and I have replaced outlets and switches and the covers of outlets and switches.  We put up some curtains, mostly just valances in the rooms we are done painting. Bought some tile mortar mix to cover the kitchen bricks.  Trying to match what my mom did - or the results of what she did.  I put a layer on - it is like frosting the wall.  My friend put on a thin second coat - and it will need a third coat and paint yet. 
I have not been stitching - I am getting a random list of books listened to while working.  I love Bridget Jones, and wanted to hear her new book, and got that one done.  I loved Upstairs, Downstairs - and listened to two books by the woman that wrote for Upstairs, Downstairs.  Another was called Ghost Man by Roger Hobbs - not about Ghosts, but about robbery and a fixer type guy that you call when the robbery goes bad.  I had to look it up to see what they classify it - thriller / crime drama.  I listened to Jenny Lawsons' book - a blogger after my own heart.  She has crazy stories to tell, and listening to her directly was nicer than reading, and I started out by reading her book, and switched when the library had the audiobook version.  Stephen Kings book Joyland - I heard the NPR interview, so I thought I had the idea of the plot, but it was not what I thought.  Listened to Doctor Sleep, also by Stephen King - I liked The Shining - saw both movie and tv versions, then read the book finally, so Doctor Sleep was a must - and the audiobook kept me painting.  I read the book called Mrs Kennedy and Me by Clint Hill - I wanted to have it completed by Nov 22.  That was an incredibly interesting book.  Clint Hill was the agent that climbs onto the back of the car in the Zapruder film.  He was assigned to guard Mrs Kennedy.  I knew a little about Mrs Kennedy - and if you told me to read a book about Mrs Kennedy, I don't think it would have held my attention, but Clint Hills book certainly had my attention.  You are everywhere Jackie is.  You are in the hospital in Dallas.  You are with her because he is with her.  He doesn't tell things in a way that you feel he has violated her privacy.  He is a story teller that after the first story, you just want him to tell you the next story.  Right down to explaining what happened behind the scenes that made John Jr salute his father's casket - a photo and film that everyone has seen.  Amazing book and not what I expected.  He said he figured he would be stuck at tea partys and fashion shows, and as a reader, I wondered that too, because I would not find that interesting either.  Once you know him - you start to see that he is in every photo of events with her.  Mrs Kennedy is not what I expected - and he gives a great insiders view to her world and that period of history.  I am reading Jeanette Fulda's first book - another blogger.  Read a book about behind the scenes in Las Vegas.  I just read what ever sounds interesting at the time.  But I miss stitching.

Saturday, November 2, 2013

Still Painting

Still painting at my mom's house.  As I have said before, it is a 3 bedroom ranch house, that is 50 years old.
My parents were the first and only owners of the house.  I am done painting the living / dining / hallway.  Painted the front door and the outside railing.I have painted two bedrooms, and the bathroom, and have one bedroom to do yet, and the kitchen.  My mom had these fake bricks on the kitchen wall, and it has been interesting to try to figure out that.  My mom eventually mortared over the one wall, which left two other areas of bricks.  I tried putting joint compound between the bricks - it all cracked, so I spent another day chipping out all the cracked stuff between the fake bricks.  Which actually caused a neat effect, but still doesn't match anything else in the kitchen.  I painted the dining room ceiling, which meant I had to paint the kitchen ceiling, since it all is one area.  But when I paint the kitchen walls, they just looked gray.  So I tried a lighter paint, still gray.  Then I grabbed the ceiling white, and painted it on the walls.  It does not look white on the walls either.  It is just weird.  My mom had it painted peach?  It will be a challenge to make something work, when even bright ceiling white does not look white. 
I also have a second basement bath, and a storm shelter yet to paint.  I am bleaching the basement shower, it is painted cement block, and a functioning bathroom / shower, but not a pretty bathroom.
The carpet people come Monday to install the new bathroom vinyl, and the carpet in the living / dining / hallway.  I have painted the ceilings, and the closet in one bedroom.  My helping friend has stained the baseboards and woodwork to get rid of lots of nicks and scrapes and that has helped make it all seem fresh again.  The bedrooms are all hardwood floors, and have been covered up with rubber back carpet most of my life.  The floor were in great condition when we removed the carpet.  My parents never had tack strip around the edges, so it was like wall to wall rug, with some double stick tape to hold the doorway areas down.  I took a can of Pledge, and sprayed the floor and shuffled all around with a towel to wipe it all over, then with a second dry towel again shuffled around.  I am sure it will be crazy slick - but it will look great.

I pulled the upstairs toilet, and will just have a new one installed eventually.  I try to go there every day, for 4 - 6 hours.  I mow to keep the leaves chopped up.  I cleared the leaves off the top of the gutter guards before it rained.  There is always stuff to do.  And I still have a month of work to do.  At this point we are talking about waiting to list the house until spring now.  I don't want to have to go out to keep the driveway cleared all winter, nor do I want people with snow covered shoes walking on new carpet.  He tells me that people don't shop for houses during winter, but that was when I bought my house.  I know after all this time it will not really matter, but part of me knows for my own mental health, it will be best for me to get out from under owning two houses. It is a house for me that no matter what I do, will always contain memories for me.  They are not all good memories.  As a kid, I wanted to get away from that house as soon as I could.  I was buying towels and can openers and pots and pans before I could drive.  Stuff I would need for living on my own somewhere else.  And I knew since I was about 8 years old that I would be stuck clearing out that house on my own at some point.  I hoped that when that happened I would have a husband or my own kids to help me, but it did not work out that way.  It is just me.  And my friend that still comes to help me once a week.  It just never seems to end.  I think - How long can it really take me to paint a house?  Months - seems to be the answer.  Why does it take me that long?  Because I am trying to do a good job, and not paint it on too thick and lose the wall texture.  I was ready to just replace carpet.  Then told to paint.  Then the ceilings looked dirty, and the time to paint ceilings was before new carpet obviously.
And yet whoever buys the house, may just repaint it all anyway -
I don't know what the answer is, I just keep painting.  But it really seems like it is just never going to end.