The room that is much in need of restoration is my laundry room and it attaches directly to my kitchen. It's been clashing with the updated kitchen (well, almost updated - I still need to do one more countertop) and it's been driving me nuts to look at it. With the freezer dying crisis of last week and our subsequent purchase of one a little smaller, I found myself able to see much more of the wall and the pressure to paint began to build up. It came to a head while I was at the folks' house this past weekend and was watching diy channels. I was doomed from that point on.
This, of course, will naturally send the spouse's blood pressure skyrocketing as it always does whenever I get near paint or power tools. He'll get over it. I'm following the rule of thumb that says "It's better to ask forgiveness than permission." I never told him I was going to start painting. He'll find out when he gets home tonight. :)
Here's the before pic (check out the hideous wallpaper):
After Priming part of the walls:
And another shot above the door that goes into the kitchen:
You can see the color of my kitchen walls in the last pic. It really doesn't go well with dark blue and hideous wallpaper does it? The primer may be spotty right now, but I already love it better than what was in there.
This is the point where I stopped for the day. I'm going to have to rearrange the laundry room to get to the rest of the walls and that will require some help to move the appliances. Everything will need at least two coats of primer and then two coats of the paint. I'm priming the trim as I go along now to save some time later. There's a lot of prep work to be done to the walls before the paint can be applied. The primer has really highlighted a lot of stuff that I missed before.
The idiots that lived here before us left some real problems for me to deal with. One of those being the wallpaper. They didn't prime the walls before applying it. So, in order to save an incredible amount of trouble, I'm painting over it and hoping for the best. They also bolted some stuff into the walls and then tore them off when they left, leaving the anchors in the walls. So I get to patch those holes as well. Sometimes I really wish I had those people in rock throwing distance, I really do.
Have a great weekend!
