The ceiling was the hardest. I used 3mm MDF sheets to cover the flakey, gappy, holey baltic pine ceilings. I’d have loved to remove the baltic pine to reuse but the job would have been way too big. I opted to just cover it, last thing I wanted was stuff falling down on me every time I groomed a dog. Now I have a smooth surface to paint.
The electrician is coming tomorrow to put my lights in – fluoros so I can see! There are no windows, just the one in the door, so I need plenty of artificial light.
Speaking of windows, I’ve made the window/door frame and have perspex to put in it, it just needs to be painted.
As you may remember, the right hand wall is covered in recycled masonite. It needs a good wash before painting. And everything needs undercoating before I paint the entire space white.
I’m leaving the center panel with its shabby paint look. I love it.
It was really hard to do this room cause nothing is straight. The ceiling and walls don’t have straight edges. Look at the gaps! I did all kinds of dodgey patches to try to minimise gaps. I also ended up lining the back wall which I thought I’d leave as it was (ie old) but I had pine left over. Not enough to go all the way up the ceiling though. I used leftover bits of MDF at the top. Very unevenly. I figure once the entire space is painted white and I put things on and against the walls no one will notice.
Don’t look at the mess in the workshop outside the inner door.
This is better. Forget you saw that mess.
The room is clean now, swept, tools and rubbish cleared out. I just have to wash walls and move the compressor back to its spot in the garage and I’m ready to paint.
Outside in the tiny yard I’ve put flashing against the bottom weather boards to stop rain soaking in over the concrete slab. Hopefully that will stop any dampness – not so much in the new grooming room but in the old one.
I’ve sprayed weeds and have cardboard and newspaper to spread over the ground, then I’ll get pine bark to fill the space which will keep it from getting muddy.
Meanwhile, it’s been so windy here that I’ve had to go to extreme measures to save my little silver birch. There was a huge cosmos flowering to the left of it but it was broken by the wind. So sad.
I’ll be putting a bolt onto the gate at #1, put a hole into the aviary wall for the bolt to slide into.
#2 shows where the end board is cut short to accommodate the height of the concrete slab. I found I had to reinforce that spot as the wire could have been bent by a particularly insistent dog bent on escape. (haha)
#3 is where a sliver of wood was removed to allow the gate to swing without hitting the concrete on the casita side.
All in all, a job well done.
The biggest sheet at the top far end is painted green with a bit of white over one section. That obviously came off a wall somewhere. The darker, smaller pieces came off the floor when we ripped up the vinyl in the kitchen. I was sure I had more of that stuff, but I don’t. Must have thrown it out cause most sheets cracked when pulling them up.
I used the 6mm stuff for the top of the wall since that’s where I’m going to put my drawers.
The bottom area won’t have things hung on it so I used the 3mm masonite there. That’s all painted yellow, also obviously second hand. I have no idea where these sheets came from as I didn’t remove them from anywhere. Another of the bonuses we got when we bought the farm. Like lots of old bricks, old timber and loads of rubbish.
I had to overlap the thinner sheets a bit cause I didn’t work that out well (ie the joins aren’t on posts. ooops.) so I used liquid nails and nailed them as best as I could. This wall will hold crates and dog beds so it should be fine. Unless a rhino head butts the wall we’ll be good.
Or this (swoon):
But with all the hair flying around in a grooming room, I’m not sure that would be a good idea. Maybe I should use cupboard doors… less gaps.
Or this (swoon):
10. make a canopy for over the door
11. make a gate for the little yard
12. sort out the ‘landscaping’ in the little yard
Mainly cause I haven’t been working on it. I’ve been either too busy or too lazy. After all the knocking out of old walls and emptying the place out I kind of lost steam for a while.
I had to buy pine lining for the walls and even though I bought the cheapest stuff around it was still a lot of money. That put a damper on things for a while. Then I didn’t know how to use the air compressor. Then I realised I needed the right nails for the nail gun.
Then I chickened out a while cause I was like “What on earth was I thinking? I’ve never done anything this big in my life before!”
But its just a shed, right. Who cares if its not perfect. It’s not like its the kitchen, right?
I already had the door, a lovely old door with a missing glass panel on top. I sanded it back, plugged all the holes and clamped it with some glue to make it stronger. But it needed a bit off on one side. I was too chicken to tackle that with a circular saw…
Well, a good friend came out and gave me a hand to get started. She’s done this sort of thing before. She knew how to use the compressor and how to change bits on the nail gun and she’s tackled way bigger jobs than this. As a result, the door was trimmed down with her saw (one that’s made especially for cutting long straight lines) and hung. And the wall around the door (the smallest wall) was done.
Yes, I can see light too. The ceiling in there is really crap so there’ll be a lot of fiddling to get the wall to join the ceiling properly. Maybe I can just put up a board and cover the holes?
IT’S A SHED.
Today, before it got too hot, I tackled the other wall. I stopped when I had to climb up and down for each board. Plus I had to stop birds from getting into the wall before I got to the top. I chose to staple bird wire into the gap between the flat roof part of the casita and the wall cause there were a LOT of bird skeletons in that wall. I don’t want that happening any more. I mean its awful hearing them in the wall and it smells when they die.
I also gave the door its first coat of paint, an oil based 3 in 1 undercoat. It’s an exterior door. It needs to be protected from the elements, hence the oil paint. I normally prefer water based paint cause it doesn’t smell as much and dries quicker.
Last week I got a tin of aqua enamel deep base on sale and had it tinted a bright blue. I’m thinking that’ll be the colour on the outside of the door. I was planning on white for the inside and I’ve left the inner bottom panel unpainted cause I love the chippy look (though I sanded it back so there’s no loose paint any more). I could change my mind and do the whole door blue, but we’ll see. I like the chippy paint and don’t think that’d go with the blue.
Of course, the door still needs a window. I have to see what timber I’ve got and make that. I’ve made doors before successfully (see my new linen cupboard) so how hard can it be? I think the only time I’ll run into problems is when I have to use the router to make a groove for the glass to sit in… never attempted that before. It’ll be fun for sure!
Actually, I think you’re supposed to do that BEFORE you make the door. Yeah. I’m sure of it…
YouTube to the rescue!
And badly patched.
There were quite a few shelves to take down. What I imagined would be a quick job was a monster. Some of the screws were so hard to remove I ended up breaking the plaster and prying one of the suckers off.
Since I’d already pulled out a section of plaster I thought, what the hell… I’ll pull it all off and pine line the entire room. Fresh start. All nice and clean…
Surely that won’t be so hard, right? I mean, how hard can it be? First I’ll have to dig out my drop saw which is buried under garage sale items, then move the bench (which is darn heavy) to a spot where I can actually use it… then I’ll have to measure (not my best skill), cut and nail the pine to the wall. I have a nail gun. Surely I can do that.
Anyway, when I pulled off the plaster on the wall leading to my workshop, which is lined in timber, I found this gorgeous moth eaten wallpaper. I wish it had been in better condition. I’d have kept it!
And yes, thats a hole in the outside wall you see there. With years of old bird nests in the wall beneath it. Triple eek.
Mouse droppings, rat droppings, dead spiders (no live ones thankfully), tons of bird dust… thankfully I was prepared for all eventualities.
I’ve organised an electrician to come give me a quote and tell me when he can rewire the room. I need more power points and I want fluoro lights. Sure hope he can do it soon.
Tomorrow I’ll go buy the timber lining I need. I’ll buy seconds quality pine so that shouldn’t be expensive…
First job is to empty the room of all the old plaster – that in itself will be a big task and will necessitate a trip to the tip.
I can’t do all the walls till the electrician has done the wiring but I can start. I can also replace the outside door. I’m considering cutting the inner door in half to create a barn door so I can keep dogs in the room but still have circulating air.
I plan to put some vinyl on the floor to make it easier to clean and better to stand on.
I now have to add “replace the rotten bits of wood on the outside wall” to the To Do List. I never planned to do that. Maybe I’ll just replace the worst ones…
I always under-estimate the time a job will take, or even how hard it will be. Hopefully once the messy stuff is done the rest will flow easier.
I can dream, can’t I?
I like to change things around a bit… Most of the time I re-arrange furniture (which Wayne LOVES), but I also like to update, change and re-make things I’ve got.
Like this phone station. I made this last year to hold the phone and as a place to charge up our mobile phones. Back then we had normal dumb phones.
Now we have smartphones and they’re bigger than the old ones…
BTW, who saw that coming? Mobile phones kept getting smaller and smaller, then suddenly the trend was reversed and they got bigger and bigger, the bigger the better.
With the new mobile phones and kindles all needing charging…
…and there’s another thing. Back when mobile phones were small and stupid, every single phone had a different charger cause heaven forbid they made things universal. Every household in the world had a drawer full of mobile phone chargers which didn’t fit any phone in the family.
Now, the kindles and smartphones use the same chargers. Will wonders never cease!
So anyway, as I was saying, the new smartphones and kindles didn’t fit on the narrow shelf which used to hold the old mobiles. And sitting them on the top shelf was to risk them sliding off and breaking.
It was time for an update.
This is what it looked like before:
A small, simple change which makes life a little easier, or neater.
Now if I could just convince Wayne that we should never cook in the kitchen, I might be able to keep the entire room neat…
You’ve come a long way baby!
(Does anyone remember the Virginia Slims ad? or am I just too old?)
I am loving my home. I get so much enjoyment out of stepping out the door onto our front porch and just looking at it and the garden. Sure, the back deck (or the poop deck as its affectionately known) is still a mess, it really needs a roof and bird evictions, and there’s still a healthy farm-like amount of crap around the place… but its home and its becoming beautiful – and I love it.
We went from this:
The deck is welcoming and cosy now. The potato vine has gone bezerk and provides dappled shade in one small area.
The plan is that when we roof the back deck we’ll just put more trellis on the corner and make it sort of like an arbour area where you can sit in dappled sunlight with plants growing around you. Perhaps a pink banksia rose… I’d love a purple potato vine but they’re not so hardy, and I’d love a jasmine but I’ve killed two of them so far.
Maybe I’ll stay away from them.
There is still much to do but at least I can say I’ve managed to do something over the Christmas break. I finished painting the front of the house where we had bare timber from moving the kitchen windows. I undercoated the enclosed porch area ready to paint. And I put up my corner brackets, something I’d been planning to do for the last couple of years.
Now, if I wasn’t such a clutz I’d be out there painting today. Top coating the enclosed area and all the window surrounds.
Instead I’m sitting in the ugly purple recliner trying to move as little as possible.
Why you ask?
I was climbing ladders, on uneven ground, for days painting and screwing in brackets and I was fine.
All I did was water the embankment yesterday and I think I’ve cracked a rib.
I need to rethink riding again… I don’t think I should get on anything with its own feet. I can’t be trusted on my own two feet.
Let me explain: the embankment is made up of old tyres. A bit redneck but in the spirit of recycling, which I’m into big time. Its a steep embankment, impossible to walk up at the best of times. The other day I’d walked along the top tossing down the tyres from the top line that I thought were unnecessary.
Obviously, I didn’t put them out of the way or stack them nicely. I left them where they fell.
So, while watering last night I was walking along the bottom of the embankment, a small channel which catches rainwater and directs it away from the house, when I tripped on one tyre, stepped back to get my balance and stepped on another, bounced off it and landed like a sack of potatos.
Hm… not quite. A sack of potatos keeps its shape.
I landed like a sack of potting mix. With a big splat, on my left side, on my left arm and on my ribs. My whole weight just kind of formed around and over my arm so that I had to kind of pry myself up.
After I’d caught my breath… ie about 3 minutes of moaning and groaning in pain.
It probably took me 5 minutes to stand up and pick up the hose again. I’d been lying in the ditch of course so of course I was covered in mud.
Like a trooper, I kept watering. It had to be done, right?
Then I went into the house and sooked to Wayne while I changed and washed the gravel off my arm.
The elbow is bruised but doesn’t hurt. In fact, the right elbow (which was nowhere near the squash zone) still hurts more than the left, but the bruising is impressive.
Its my ribs that hurt. And the weight of my left breast. Youch. (Wayne kindly offered his support. Pun intended.)
I can breath but deep breaths hurt and moving hurts.
I’ve had broken ribs before. Many times.
You don’t want to know.
There’s nothing to be done but rest and patience. So, whether its soft tissue damage or a broken rib, I just have to wait it out.
I still have a week off work and I had so much to do.
PS. I watch too much TV and have a head full of quotes and movie trivia.
Sanding dust can give your hair great texture. Forget expensive sculpting gels, mud or whatever. Just go sand something.
…It does nothing for your hands however.
Anyway, thought I’d share a successful makeover (unlike so many not so successful ones).
When Wayne and I moved in together, he had two tallboys and a wardrobe. They were plain pine and rather boring. One of the tallboys was a mess, the drawers kept dropping when you pulled them out, the base was falling out of them… its in the casita right now holding odds and ends till I decide whether I can fix it.
The other one and the wardrobe went into our bedroom… I use them for my own clothes cause I made Wayne his own walk in wardrobe
Yes. The man has more clothes than I do! And shoes. What can I say?
I make do with a measely pine wardrobe and two chests of drawers: a smaller one I bought when I lived in Fentonbury and the one Wayne owns.
I always planned to do something with them but I had to wait till I had time and energy. Not so much for the painting, but for the carting and carrying. I’d already painted my chest of drawers white many years ago, so I wanted to make the three of them match better.
At least be less offensive.
I don’t have any before photos cause I didn’t take any. And the external drive I put all my old photos on has decided to not work… I found this photo online which will give you an idea of what it looked like. The one I’ve done up is a 6 drawer tallboy, it doesn’t have the two smaller drawers at the top. The one in the casita has the two smaller drawers, but you get the idea. Nothing fancy, just a plain pine chest of drawers. No cute feet, no fancy bits, just plain jane.
So, first thing I did was empty everything onto the bed (and then the floor cause we need to sleep in the bed!) and take it down to the casita where the tools are. I gave it a very light sand and then painted it with some antique white I mixed up with a bit of unsanded grout. I like the look and feel of chalk paint and have always just made my own.
In the vein of using what I have and not spending extra money, I looked through my collection of handles and knobs. I needed 12, not so easy to have 12 matching ones. So I decided to mix and match and I love the result.
For the top two drawers I used simple black metal handles I got on clearance last year. I wish I’d bought more.
All the bedrooms in this house are small. Annoyingly so. Its not easy to decorate and have storage without the room feeling cluttered. Unmatched items make it worse.
Maybe I really need to try and fix the matching chest of drawers…
I wonder if I can change the tracks on the drawers to make them work better…?
One of those friends is my newest BFF, Patrice, who lives just down the road from here. She moved to Tasmania from interstate not long ago and we met through this very blog. She’d just bought a house and was thinking about renovating her kitchen, did a google search and found my kitchen remodel.
We don’t see eachother that much despite the fact that you could probably throw a stone from my housed to hers cause we’re both always so busy – what with work and houses to dismantle and put back together… but we love to compare notes and give eachother ideas for even more projects.
Wayne has rued the day I met Patrice.
A couple of weeks ago Patrice got into high gear with her guest room as she was expecting a visitor. I love what she’s done with it. Makes my guest room look downright drab and gloomy.
I’m going to share the pics Patrice sent me of the room before and after. I think the transformation is amazing and its so simple and was done really cheaply.
Basically she just painted everything Dulux Antique White USA and made her own curtains (which she’s not happy with but they’re ok for now or for the next few months or forever depending on her inspiration and financial situation).
This is the room before.
What? Aren’t guest rooms always storage areas?
This is the room now. All fresh and bright.
Painting the walls and bed white instantly brightened the place up. Taking inspiration from the green pillow covers she selected a fabric for the curtains which looked good in the shop but turned out a little too lime for her taste. Ain’t that always the way?
She also repainted this gorgeous little dresser she’s had for years. I think its on its 34th coat of paint now.
It used to be a lot smaller…
You can’t tell in the pic above but she repainted an old chair the same dark green in the cat print. And notice below: no more dark brown door!
Clean and simple, right?