Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know Christmas is close. This is about when the bah humbug starts. When the impact of what lies ahead rears it's ugly head. For all you inquiring minds, no I am not an "Elf on a Shelf" lover or fan. Who's idea was this anyways? Probably the same dumbass who invented the "Tooth Fairy". Do you know how many times my sleepy eyed children have wandered into the kitchen with a tooth in their hand wanting to know why the damn Tooth Fairy missed them? Cause I suck is why? By the time that I actually the little urchins herded up and off to bed I am so exhausted that the last thing on my mind is to sneak up to their room and replace a tooth with money. I am the one who reaches into her wallet, pulls out whatever is in there and say "Here, she told me to give this to you. Hand over the tooth". Yeah, I suck. BTW, what does everyone do with those teeth? Now they have come up with the Elf thingy. The idea is cute. I can read the book and stick him on a shelf. Move him every night? Come up with different things for him to do? I have a hard time planning my own activities let alone a stuffed inanimate object. Elf on a Shelf....WTH?! I feel ahead of the game if I have their stockings stuffed before the darlings come down Christmas morning.
Since we host Christmas at our house and have the crappiest house out of everyone in the family, I usually start a BIG project. There is a reason to my madness though. Keeps my mind off things and I can blame the project for not decorating at Christmas. Also, if the house isn't quite up to company standards I can again, blame the project. It's really an ingenious idea if you ask me. This year it is the pooper room. My poor sad pitiful excuse for a bathroom. The only one in a house with 5 people. I feel bad for it, I really do. It has taken it's share of abuse over the 7 years we have lived here.
There used to be a huge mirror on this wall. I think we pushed it to it's limit because it decided to commit suicide in the middle of the night. Fell right off the wall. Probably been there for years and a few with us and it had had it! I didn't even scrape the mastic off the walls after it fell, let alone touch up the paint. How sad am I? Just stuck up a mirror and called it good!
Here's a fun game. What is missing in this pic? If you guessed a towel bar you win a cookie! The little one called it a "monkey bar" and used it as such. I do believe her words right before it gave out and fell off were "Watch this!" Always a sign of disaster or impending doom when those 2 little words are uttered by my kids!
The main reason to come into this room, the pooper. Sitting in a sad, depressed little corner behind the door. You definitely want to lock the door when sitting on the throne to prevent your knees from being whacked. Again, half a toilet paper holder on the wall. For god's sake, can't anyone atleast take the rest of it down? I don't know what happened with that one actually. Probably another spectacular feat of gymnastics by one of my little dears. I do like my window treatment I did a few years ago in here.
I hate this floor! It is so ugly and old. I am sure it was on clearance and that is why it is in our house now. It's gotta go. It is beyond cleaning even. I hate that you can see each and every seam in the peel and sticks too. Ugh....
So that is my hot date with an ugly bathroom last weekend! I, of course, have visions of grandeur that the kids are going to cooperate so I can knock this puppy out. Yeah.... right....
First step, is to get the mastic off the wall. Of course that means that part of the drywall comes with it too.
Notice a problem here? WTH! Why in the world would they make a jar too small to get a smearer into? Yeeesh.... Now a man would have stopped what he was doing to run up and get the right tool. I am much smarter than that! I grabbed a butter knife to get some of the spackle out of the jar, put it on the smearer thingy and then applied it to the wall.
A man will also tell you to apply the product to the wall keeping you putty knife at a 45 degree angle and applying even pressure. Keep it smooth also. A woman will tell you to get some of the stuff on your smearer and act like you are making a peanut butter sandwich. Or frosting a cake. Keep it smooth also.
Women are just smarter....
Apply. Dry. Sand. Repeat. On the repeat coat you want to wet the smearer to do a finish coat and lightly sand if needed. It dries pretty fast too so you don't have to wait long.
Now to paint.
I hate painting, but love the look and smell after it is done. I also forgot what an acrobatic act it is to paint this sucker! Did I forget to mention that I am afraid of heights?!
I know! Big color change huh?! Went from a beige with a rose tint to a beige with a gold tint. It may take me awhile to get used to this. Look how nice the wall where the mirror used to be looks. One good thing about being a hoarder is that I saved all the bits from doing the beadboard wallpaper and found there WAS enough to do this little bit! Way to go hoarders! A quick "shopping trip" and a little swapperaroo with the mirror in the girls room....
....it's not a full blown project until there is a little blood shed. I think it was a papercut cause it just bled for a second.
....there it is so far. The mirror needs to be painted. Once the beadboard wallpaper is dry it also needs to be painted. Then moldings, trim, the new floor and redoing the countertop. Let's not talk about the countertop right now though.
For now though, I'm done!