Spent the Weekend On My Knees and Boy, Am I Tired!

Now that you're intrigued/disgusted/wishing your son hadn't married me regarding today's post title... ;)


This weekend was all work and no play and Brian and I are fighting for who gets the walker and the recliner that helps you stand up. I was up and out early Saturday morning to start re-painting the peach smoothie bedrooms and between that and a good stretch of four hours yesterday morning, the three bedrooms and the hallway as well as the stairwell are rolled. The trim needs to be done but we've decided to replace the baseboards and casings so no need to tape. *thumbs up*







The bulk of Brian's time at the house this weekend was to de-pee the downstairs bathrooms. He started by stripping wallpaper in the master bath. First layer came down easily and the backing needs to be sprayed and scraped. We'll be TSPing the walls when they're done, priming them and texturing them before we paint.











FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT IS GOOD AND HOLY, CAULK YOUR TOILETS, PEOPLE!!!!!

When the toilet in the master came up, we discovered the source of all that icky water I came across while trying to clean. Yeah, that's a ring of dried pee. *huah, huah* 'Scuse my dry heaves. Toilet got sent to the garage, closet flange got sealed off for now and we are anxiously awaiting the flooring install to be able to put a new one in.






Yo, kitchen tile... I'm happy for you and I'mma let you finish, but old man pee is still the grossest fix-it OF ALL TIME!!!

When I first looked at the house and was describing it to people, I said, "Yeah, and the tile is okay but the grout is dark brown and looks outdated". Um... look closer, heifer. That would be GRAY grout that's just filthy. Shark steamer and a stiff brush to the rescue and it's like night and day. These pictures show just half the floor done. When I finished just the kitchen, there was such a remarkable sense of accomplishment until I realized that I had elbow greased the grout just to be able to actually MOP the floor. The FML moment was brought to me by the letters "F" and "U". Today's chore is doing the hallway and foyer tile.