Thor spent his off hours this week stripping the wall paper off the closet in the front bedroom. He has been painstakingly using a steamer and scraper to get it off. By the end of the first day his arm began to have sympathy for mine after scrubbing down the door jams. I sent a lot of positive encouragement his way. Soon we may actually be able to put something inside it.
Tags: closet, front bedroom, steamer, wall paper
Last night was spent slaving over a bucket to clean up this:
Drywall dust from patching the plaster covers every surface
And hours later, I ended up with floors that look like this:
Living room after one mopping
I felt like I was completing a sisyphean task, with every moping merely spreading the dust about in slightly thinner and more even layers, and the living/dining room and back bedroom looking no better after each effort.
After that, tonight I was done. I mopped again, only be faced with the same slightly lighter thin film, add this onto my already bad mood, and I had had it. I retreated to the garage and my trim stripping and left the cleaning to the men. Like it should be.
An hour later, they had done a brilliant job cleaning, and i was in a calmer and more zen like state after methodically peeling paint. We took a dinner break to build an impromptu fire pit (not sure how legal that is…) and burned at least 6 inches off the wood lathe pile. Thor and Matt returned to clean up the supreme dirtiness of the kitchen and I got another board done. In the end, my mood was lifted and it turned out to be a good night.
Rehabbing as therapy.
Tags: back bedroom, cleaning, dining room, fire, kitchen, living room, stripping, therapy