Make the ugly go away part III
On to the drywall! There are no action shots of us doing this since all hands were occupied all the time. Whoops!
I would like note that this day, and the days of mudding, taping, and sanding that followed, were absolutely awful. I dislike this part of renovation the most. It is messy, tedious, never-ending madness that wears you down.
It is not a good idea to schedule cabinet installation 7 days from the day you finally get around to hanging the drywall, considering that you haven’t laid the floor tile either. If you do this, like we did, it will be the beginning of many evenings that end in mornings around 3am or 4am.
It will also include more than a few microwave dinners, stops through the drive through, and late night pizza cravings, in addition to copious amounts of sugary coffee drinks and pop. Enough to thicken your blood to sludge and fatten up your liver, if it wasn’t so short-lived.
All of this inevitably leads to poor dental hygiene, since you are collapsing into bed as the sun comes up, after hastily stuffing your face with french fries, since that it the only thing available at 2am in the morning, and you didn’t have the energy to lift a brush to your teeth.
It most certainly requires a husband with strong hands to work out all of the kinks and knots that have built up in your shoulders so that your don’t walk around like Quasimodo for the rest of the week.
The original walls in the house were some type of sheet rock, with 1/4″ of wet plaster troweled on top. This made the walls very thick, and not particularly easy to transition to the new drywall patches.
I tried my best, considering the circumstances, and it turned out OK. I gave myself a break on this because we were dealing with such a short time frame, and I work full-time and go to graduate school. So my plate is pretty full as it is.
Through all of this renovation madness I did have a moment of enlightenment. I realized shortly afterwards, that most home bloggers likely feel the same way. What was my light bulb reallization you ask?
I have discovered over the years that house remodeling is my unpaid part-time job which consists of mostly evenings and weekend shifts, where I am my own slave driver (and my husbands too), and I give all of the money I make in my real job to Lowes, Home Depot, and most recently, appliance stores.
Would you like to see the results of my unpaid secondary employment? Yes? Well good, here you go:
We did have to keep this soffit because it encases the landing at the top of the stairs.