Sorry I’ve been MIA folks. The boys were sick. And it seems like life pretty much morphs into a world of hot shower rooms, medicine administering, soothing cries and trying to squeeze every second out of those restful moments. I’m thankful for them because it means I have two boys…but I’ll also be thankful for when those moments are over and we can all breathe a sigh of relief scented with Vicks vapor rub. Now on to the real meat of this thing….
This is our dining room. Well. This is our dining room before we hung up our sentimental spots artwork. You know…the one where I misspelled Riviera. Dang photoshop and its lack of spell check. Not that I would use it…but still…dang photoshop. Seriously…I can be such an airhead. But you already know that or you should if you’ve read this blog for long enough.
Back to the point. Our dining room. It used to look like this:
A while back, we dreamed about painting the trim white (see that photoshopped photo below?!). Just saying “painting the trim white” is like a boost of fresh air and a headache all in one. We love having white trim…we just don’t like painting it…by hand. After painting Will’s room trim by hand and then spraying the office and kitchen trim, we realized spraying is WAY easier. As in WAY.
So one day while Jeremy was at work and the boys were napping (it was a miracle of miracles to have them both down at the same time), I decided to take the room from this….
I was sweating like a husky in the bahamas. That’s a lot more muscle than I’m usually exerting.
But everytime I looked around the room, the creamy tan trimwork was taunting me. It was enough motivation in of itself to get the room cleared.
When we spray, won’t we have to repaint?
Well, me…I’m so glad I asked that. Yes. We will need to repaint. The overspray will definitely muss up the walls. But I hid a secret from you. The secret is that the walls were already mussed. Apparently my spelling skills are up there with my mixing paint skills.
Way back in the day, when we used oops paint to cover up the RED! paint (yes the color shouted at any passerbyers), I made a fatal error. I bought the bucket of oops paint, had the folks behind the paint counter spin & shake it, and took it home. My mom told me that I should mix it again with a stir stick. Being the daughter I am, I didn’t listen. So after the first two coats were complete, I poured the remainder of paint out in the pan (along with some white clumps that affected the color)…and proceeded to roll patchy places all over the room. Go ahead mom. Say it. You totally told me so.
Most of it was not noticable in photos….especially when I hung up artwork and such. In real life though, it stood out. It bothered me every.day. But the oops color was still better than the RED! so I left it and moved on to other rooms.
So repainting the walls was a must. Repainting the walls and trim…both big musts. When Jeremy got home, he asked what was happening. I told him that we were gonna repaint the dining room. He then asked if we were spraying the trim. Why yes. yes..you are He was actually really happy. He loves a fancy dining room.
The rest of the room got shifted into the foyer and the reading room. Just keeping it real…
Over the course of the next two days, I Frogtaped and papered the room within an inch of it’s life. I pushed aside all urges to email/blog/shower/clean/cook and spent every second I could in here. Which leads me to my next point…I need a day. I have decided that I need one day a week where I have an hour or two without the boys. The weekends are awesome for family time and I love being a stay-at-home mom….but if I had just ONE HOUR of a mommy’s helper or babysitter or whatever they call them, I feel like it could be ultra productive. At least I could have a moment of sanity.
Sherry told me about the awesome couple-day-a-week preschool program that Clara is in….maybe I could find something like that. Or do a mothers-morning out. All something to think about. This motherhood thing is hard to know what is right for your kid and what is right for you and to find balance.
Sooo…back to the dining room….the whole thing was ready for paint. Click here for my method for perfectly taped and protected hardwoods.
We also left a surprise for Jeremy on the floor.
My gosh they are too cute. Seriously. It is probably just me and my hormones…but they are just so adorable, right?! Like perfectly iced little cupcakes…just begging for a snuggle. Not that anyone snuggles cupcakes.
Weston…aka the man of my dreams….he was perfecting the shading on his waistline. That funny eyebrow gets me. every. time.
The floors were ready and the doorways got plastic wrapped. These giant sheets of plastic are available at Lowe’s. They are 9×12 I believe and they are 3 for about $3. They are REALLY thin though so you have to be careful not to rip them when hanging them up.
The next two days Jeremy did all the spraying. He said he really enjoys it. It’s the only kind of painting that he does like. Probably because it is FAST. He was done with the entire room AND clean up of the sprayer in thirty minutes each day.
We have the Graco TrueCoat Plus sprayer…I know you’ll ask
And he did two coats. That’s it.
The other area that was calling for a coat of white paint was the ceiling. All the ceilings here are tan. ergh.
So Jeremy rolled while I cut in. We used bright white ceiling paint. It’s flat and covers a lot with one coat.
We decided to paint both levels of the tray ceiling. We considered making the lower level a different color again…but in the end, we just wanted it to be all white. We just felt that this was a darker room and needed more light…especially if we planned a darker wall color.
See how different the white is from the cream?
And the previous wall color even looks different now that it’s against white instead of that Nicole-Kidman’s-skin-color.
Next up? PAINTING! I am so so excited to show you all the wall color. It’s killing me a little just to have to wait to upload the photos. I MIGHT DIE.
spoiler alert…we already bought the table for in this room too! AHHH! Since we were able to save a little in the kitchen, we decided that the extra moolah could be used for a new table. Unfortunately it’s not in there quite yet because we didn’t have a truck to haul it down from Chattanooga…so for now we have a different table in here (that’s actually quite cute for a smaller dinner table). I can’t wait to share both the place-holder table and then when we get the big one, share the one we’ve DROOLED OVER.
Okayokayokay. I’m off to our playdate and then back to getting the house ready for guests.
p.s. This is a sponsored post brought to you by FrogTape. The opinions and spelling mistakes are completely my own based on my experience.