there, i fixed it

Crap. Has it really been two weeks since I posted last? Whoopsie. Sorry about that. Well, I did end up getting the room painted just in time for the bridal shower, and I’ve got the pictures to prove it! But first, a little step-by-step of sorts. I know you recall the roughed-up condition that the walls were in. I had no idea what to do about it. Evan bought some joint compound. Good enough, I guess. I guess. I did a lot of guessing over those few days. Also, Evan had to work  nights so it was just me a lot of the time, guessing. I tried to take pictures of the process, but it’s kind of hard when you’re by yourself. And applying plaster is pretty self-explanatory anyway. Not sure why I’m typing this. Just spread it evenly over the blemish with a putty knife. (Is that even what it’s called?) There, I fixed it.

Gross. One of the more major malfunctions. And the stuff I used to cover it up.

Spread thin, even layers. Be sure to scrape off excess. Duh. That’s concrete behind the walls. Great.

Let dry overnight. Then sand the edges for a seamless look, prime, and paint. Voila! Seriously, a cat could do this, I don’t know why I feel it’s necessary to explain this to you. To add some meat to this blog, I guess.

Alright, now to the good stuff: Before and After!

Here’s what the living room looked like when we moved in…

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: I really dug the color palette of the walls and I appreciated the creativity in painting each wall a different color. That being said, the walls themselves were in craptastic shape, and I really wanted to add my own personality through color, and a multi-colored paint job is not it. But this is:

Green. I love green. One day I want to paint every room in my house a different shade of green. Then again, maybe not. I really love how the gray in the dining room looks adjacent to the green.

By the way, I put that bookshelf together myself a few years ago, and it came within centimeters of collapsing while we were moving it to paint if that says anything about my handiwork. It is currently being propped up by the wall, patiently waiting to be replaced. Or fall. Whichever happens first.

Oh yeah, I almost forgot. Remember this? The devil of all patch jobs?

Well now it looks like this:

Not perfect in any sense of the word, but the best it can look without tearing the wall out and rebuilding, which is what really needed to happen. And still hardly noticeable unless I point it out to you. At least it’s not visually assaulting you as soon as you walk into the room anymore. Thank god, I was running out of excuses for my virtual bruises.

Thanks to Evan and my wonderful friends for pitching in!

Soooo, what’dya think?


open house

I’ve got some exciting stuff here, people, if you think rehab is as thrilling as I do! Remember when I said I wanted to see this house? Well, I got my wish! My real estate agent (more on that later) sent me pictures of the interiors. There’s not much to view, but that’s more than enough to get my gears turning and thinking of the grand possibilities this space holds. Man, I just love a blank canvas with which I can do pretty much anything, but I’m not ready to take the dive into a full-blown renovation. Yet. Feast your eyes and your mind.

Gorgeous. But as you can see, this is bare-bones.

Original pine pocket doors. Two sets. F’real.

Original staircase remains. Since these photos are all I have to go by, I am just speculating here–but I would design the whole house around this thing. I’d create a balcony at the landing, leaving it open to a large area below. And keep the wood dark. Yum.

Someone needs to rehab this thing and let me follow them around like a lost puppy the entire time, slurping up every drop of experience. What do you think: a dangerous money pit or an enticing challenge?

not-so-extreme makeover…

…but still awesome anyway. Ok, so sorry about the delay in posting, my dear one reader, I promise to do better in the future. I just know you’ve been hanging on the edge of your seat to see what I’m going to say next. That last post left a bad taste in my mouth, so I decided I should write about something positive happening in my neighborhood. A couple of small, delapidated houses the next street over are in the midst of going through a little rehab. Behold:


Currently, they look like this:



Nothing too fancy, but they were completely gutted and reinforced structurally. Nothing makes me happier than seeing older homes restored and preserved where possible. I love it when people can see potential in structures without resorting to demolition as the only option. Just warms my little heart.

I would love to see something done to this vacant house or better yet, I would love to do something to it. Baby steps, Tamara, baby steps.

By the way, if you live in Lexington, do you know about the Fayette Co. PVA website? That’s where I found my “before” pictures, you can search any property in Lexington and find information about it. Addictive.

Are there properties in your neighborhood that have undergone extensive rehab? I’d love to hear about it!

wall woes

You guy(s), I’m stuck in a rut! Unmotivation central. The next project on my infinite to-do list is painting my living room, but that’s a lot harder than it sounds. You see, there are several damages and cracks in the plaster walls that I have to repair first. I don’t know the first thing about doing that! I’ve been prowling YouTube for some how-tos but I’m a little hesitant about jumping full-force into it. Maybe it’s not as difficult as it seems and I just need to get my act together and DO IT. See, this is what I’m working with here.

And seriously, how am I going to fix this?:

And also in the dining room:

Grrrr. Ok, I got this. Stay tuned…