It's funny how you don't think about the things you don't see, I planned the Living room, what to paint, what trim to add, what furniture I wanted, but it isn't until you get to a spot that you realize, there's more to do. Case in point, the closet at the bottom of the stairs, I took the door off to paint it and add the trim, then I noticed, the inside. It has never seen paint.
Finished
The new chair arrived, Swivel Tub, which gave me a reason to put the last floor lamp together, I now have four vine lamps, 2 floor and two table, unfortunately, since I have only one three way bulb at this time, the other lamps operate as: on, on, on, off.
I painted the closet door as if it weren't there, with the amount of mouldings in the corner, the addition of this doors trim in brown would have made the area look like a squared off EKG printout.
The bottom moulding I extended out on each side, so much so on the left, the door doesn't open and the hinge pin won't go in. This will be fixed this evening with a simple 1/8" trim.
As I was finishing up the door trim Nat arrived, her first object of attack was the stairs, she caulked all the seems in preparation of paint and stain, Then she moved up to the top and sealed the corners
This leaves moving the television and table out, and putting a second coat on that wall, painting the balusters and finishing the mouldings. The stairs will wait a bit. So Nat went into assault mode and the dining room has been stripped out a bit, we dumped about 10 garbage cans worth of collected collectibles and trash. She is seen here, pulling crap out of the Hutch.
You may not know it, but compared to what it was, this room is a thousand percent emptier.
One little side note, when we painted the kitchen we cleaned up the security system box cover, (still yellowed) But the cover for the door bell system could not be found.
Well... she found it...
1960 Welcome back.
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