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Welcome back to trim staining hell

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Replacing the trim around our new bedroom windows was painful. We tried multiple types and colors of stain but never really came close to matching the existing. The only saving grace there was the new pieces didn’t lay against the old and with distance there’s room for variation.

Not so this new living room flooring project. New baseboard had to butt up to old at the two kitchen entrances and the hallway… not to mention the fireplace and built in bookcases.

It was a major challenge.

The husband and I made three trips to three different stores and bought three different colors but nothing worked.

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The piece on the left is what we needed to match. Most never came close. And mind you baseboard moulding is sold by the foot so every test piece that fails?

Ka-Ching! 💰

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We had to stain over 100 feet and I wanted it to look nice.

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Three more stores, three more rejects. I couldn’t understand it, we’d bring in my sample piece and match it perfectly to theirs only to find it wasn’t close when we got home and applied it.

Then we went to Sherwin Williams. Turns out they’ve bought the Minwax company… and guess what?

They can color match stain.

What!!! Why did no one ever tell me this was possible?

They also told us the reason we could never match our color was because all the store samples are done on oak and baseboard moulding is typically pine.

What!! Why did no one ever tell me this?

After stifling my anger at the stain industry, we purchased a can of perfectly tinted stain and happily started the process.

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Have finger, will travel.

Yes, the stain looks red but when gently applied with a rag and my forefinger instead of heavy handing it with a brush, it was almost perfect.

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Sadly my old Grateful Dead tee shirt gave its life to the cause.

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Two coats of stain, two coats of amber poly and one giant air bubble in the plastic later, we were done.

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Home renovations turn the corner. Literally…

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The living room floor is almost finished and we are turning the corner…

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Trying to save some money and move things along, my husband is staying ahead of the contractor with brute force prep work.

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Ripping out the old carpet…

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As the contractor makes his way into the hall.

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This particular area is two hallways.

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One short.

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One long.

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Both covered in nail ridden carpet strips and those nasty little sharp padding staples.

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When that was done my husband started removing trim…

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Which I really didn’t want him to do.

My guy is great with the rough stuff, but when it comes to careful finish work?

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Not so much. He broke off 4 small pieces and split the trim in 3 spots.

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This is the trim I’m trying to salvage of course. We’re putting all new in the living room but it’s priced by the foot and gets costly quickly.

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My repair skills only go so far.

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It’s starting to look like a floor!

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Things are starting to come together on the flooring project.

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And I’m almost afraid to say this lest something horrible happen….

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But work is progressing smoothly.

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It’s going to take us a while to get used to this type of floor as we’ve had carpet in here since we moved in, but I’m liking it so far.

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten’s jury is still out.

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Though he does enjoy the work table when our contractor goes out to the man cave/Barn Mahal for lunch.

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Progress!

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The major, the minor and the furry inconveniences.

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This first picture is what I call porn for women.

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A man, using a shop vac to clean.

And boy do we need cleaning.

Dust?

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It’s everywhere.

And since my husband is retired again … (did I mention that? He went back to work for 6 months but decided to call it quits for good this time. Or so he says)… our contractor has put him to work with the time consuming annoying jobs.

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Like pulling out all the little pieces of old carpet trapped under the frame of the brickwork.

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So many little pieces.

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Of that horrible dusty rose crap that’s still in our bedroom.

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Its removal will be the next project we tackle after this one.

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If this one is ever finished that is.

And because you know nothing goes smoothly here…

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See the threshold piece wrapped in plastic on the right? See how it matches the flooring? There should have been 3 tubes of that, we got 1.

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The other 2 tubes looked like this.

Not even close… which means another delay and annoyance while we wait for the store to replace it.

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Furry inconvenience?

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We’ve got that too as Lord Dudley Mountcatten has developed a fascination with power tools.

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Dead mice, cellular shades and laser levels.

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When I was painting the living rooms walls, I removed all the light and outlet covers. That included the ridiculous switch on the right the previous owner had installed.

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It went to the hot water heater which apparently she shut off every night. We never do that and I was tired of looking at it so I had the contractor remove the annoying red light. This meant rewiring some lines in the basement.

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And the discovery of a corpse.

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Poor little thing.

Trying to keep my husband from talking to the contractor …. while paying him $55 an hour to listen…. I found a project to keep my spouse busy.

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Installing cellular shades on our new bedroom windows. He gave me the look when I told him that meant putting holes in the new trim but before long he was reaching for his hammer for some none too subtle adjustments.

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This job took the better part of an afternoon..

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And didn’t seem to bother His Lordship over much.

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When my husband started chatted up the contractor again, he was asked to help with some laser assisted measurements.

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And after the measuring?

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More talking…

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Peeking behind the walls and some hideous vintage wallpaper…

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After cleaning and bleaching the black mold off the wallboard, our contractor wanted to make sure there wasn’t a larger problem lurking behind the wall and hauled out his spy camera.

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It’s a wonderfully nonevasive way to take a peek.

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And in a very unexpected turn of good luck in our usually cursed house…

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Everything looked fine.

No water damage, no mold. Yay!

Before the contractor started on something else, I had him remove an old useless thermostat left over from electric baseboard heat that was used in the ‘80’s.

Under that thermostat?

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Some really beautiful vintage wallpaper.

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Not!

But it does have all those wonderful 1970’s colors… olive green, gold and orange.

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A few more pieces of wood ripped out …

And then the reason our contractor loves charging us by the hour becomes clear.

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My husband, talking.

And talking. And talking. And talking.

Ka-Ching!

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His Lordship?

Sleeping in the sun with a catnip mouse.

I wish my husband would do that, it would be so much cheaper.

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Oh, my aching back. And knees. And shoulders… etc.

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Day two of our working weekend consisted of ripping up carpet…

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Which was the easy part…

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Until my husband hit the closet.

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The padding was a bit harder to get up…

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And it left all those nasty little sharp staples which needed to be pulled by hand.

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The spots?

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That would be blood.

Home renovations are dangerous dontcha know.

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Next was the old baseboard trim, parts of which were damaged and all of which was beat up enough for us to decide we wanted new.

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His Lordship?

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Back in the bedroom sleeping with 3 mice on his scratchy post.

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The day ended with a much needed second coat of ceiling paint and two seriously aching homeowners.

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Damn. That’s too much like work..

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When the weekend rolled around it was time for the husband and I to go to work.

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Since having the living room stripped bare doesn’t happen very often we decided to take advantage and paint both the ceiling and the walls.

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Husband did the ceiling…

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I did the walls. Don’t criticize the paint on the baseboard trim, it’s all being ripped out and replaced anyway.

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And no, I couldn’t talk the husband into letting me pick a color other than off white.

Change is not his friend.

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten was inconvenienced yet again.

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And let us know in no uncertain terms he was not pleased.

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This window viewing platform was nowhere near as comfortable as the couch.

And as the day came to an end with both of us moaning and groaning about sore muscles and aching feet… my walls looked good.

The husband’s ceiling?

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Not so much.

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He actually thought he was done after one coat.

Silly man.

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The blog in which His Lordship is inconvenienced but learns to make the best of it.

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Lord Dudley Mountcatten likes the noise plastic makes when he jumps on it..

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And God knows we’ve got plenty of plastic right now.

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What he doesn’t like is plastic rooms he has no access to….

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And in true cat fashion he’s always on the wrong side of the wall.

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The newly added zippered door helps, though he still has a propensity to sit and stare.

His Lordship doesn’t understand why his house is torn apart, noisy and covered in plastic…

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But he’s trying to make the best of it.

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Home renovations are not for the faint hearted.

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Due to uncontrolled rampant dust covering every square inch and nook and cranny of our house…

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Another plastic walled room was erected.

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This time carefully avoiding the furnace’s air intake…

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Which had been sucking in dust and evenly distributing it between rooms.

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The contractor also added a zippered door so His Royal Highness could access the room at night without tearing giant holes in the plastic like he did last time.

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I have to be honest…

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I’m beginning to forget what a clean house looks like.

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