Color is in some ways the simplest of fixes. On the many home buying shows that we used to watch, someone invariably walks into a home and declares “I don’t like the color” as if that is the sole criteria by which a space should be judged. Not the location or layout or any of a million things difficult to change, but color. Something that a gallon of paint can remedy.
So color is easy, in theory. Except that you have to pick the color. And that’s kind of nerve wracking. Especially on short notice.
What else did we do this past year? Well if you’ve been over lately you may have noticed that last summer we spruced up the facade with a long-awaited splash of color!
Since moving in, we’ve slowly painted the house room by room, using our own admittedly amateur labor (and recruiting one little sister for help). However, two room remained untouched. The stairwell, given the lack of appropriate ladders, and our office, which until recently had always had too much stuff in it to paint around.
After our recent game of musical rooms, in which the office moved upstairs, the master bedroom downstairs, the guest room to the former animal room, the animals to the mudroom, and the office on the way to becoming a nursery, we figured we’d paint both spaces — and this time we’d have someone else do it!
But first — what color?
(Also, an apology for the grainy photos this time around. My camera died last week and so I am relegated to taking photos with my cellphone. Actually with my new cellphone, after my original iPhone made a valiant leap for freedom and gained a shattered screen for its efforts. It was not a good week for electronic gadgetry. And a word to the wise: those Applecare extended warranties aren’t worth a penny.) Continue reading
We’re one step closer to actually have doors on our kitchen cabinets, which is a good thing since we’re waging a constant battle against construction dust. The plan is to have this little project wrapped up in time for Kane’s Halloween Birthday Bash. Right now our garage is draped in plastic and outfitted as a mini paint studio.
Remember the worst room in the world? Well that funny back room with the funk carpet just finished receiving a new tile floor (to match our kitchen), door moldings, and a jazzy terracota and cream paint job. It’s amazing what a few surface fixes can do. Someday we’ll still have to rebuild the wall here, and hopefully connect this area to the kitchen, but for now its a workable mudroom. And the kitties love rolling around on that tile floor.
With almost 60 years of life and remodeling behind it, our house has its fair share of quirks. But the downright weirdest space within is what we usually refer to as the “back room.” Sometime in the late 1970s/early 1980s, the original 3-bedroom single story structure was enlarged by the addition of an upstairs master suite. Because the upstairs extends farther back than the original structure, the first floor was expanded beneath it, allowing space for a stairwell and for this really awkward space behind the kitchen. We’ve largely figured this out based on the house next door, which retains this original floorplan.
Before, in the days of wood paneling
Going from a one bedroom apartment to a four bedroom house has been quite an adjustment in scale. Before, the idea of having an entire space just for guest seemed needlessly luxurious. Now it seems to be a no-brainer. Recently, we decided to spruce up the guest bedroom.
Guest bedroom when we moved in.