I've decided to paint my bedroom. I was laying in bed the other day and suddenly decided it must be washed and painted. I painted the whole house when we first bought it about 17 years ago. And now, even though we hope to be moving in a couple of years, it needs a going over. And the carpet has to go. What dirty horrible stuff carpet is. Wish I'd never got it in the first place.
So this is the current colour. Mind you its not that bright but the flash has given it a brighter glow. See all those cracks in the walls? I filled every single one of them with no more gaps last time I painted. Thankfully that doesn't need doing again. They're a bastard to paint that type of wall. You can't use a roller, have to brush into all those gaps between the boards.
I'm hoping we can use the original floorboards. I ripped up the carpet yesterday for a look and now I'm waiting for the floor guy to turn up and check them out, but you know what tradesmen are like, waiting, waiting, waiting. If we can't bring these back to life I'll get floating floorboards. But it'd be nice to keep these because this house is 105 years old now and they are the original boards.
Trouble is that in the 1950's there were huge floods here in NSW and this house was in one of them. The water came about a third of the way up the walls. So the floorboards were damaged and there was shrinkage so there are some large cracks. But he said there has only been one house where he couldn't restore the boards.
And we still have the lovely pressed tin ceilings. Which are also a bastard to paint. A lot of dabbing involved.
You know last time I painted this Daz actually, seriously, suggested that I should paint the patterned bit a different colour to the background. Ok, yeah sure. That'd only take me about ten years Daz.
So I'm off to find a stick to stir the undercoat. That job always sucks. Stirring, not finding the stick. I was going to go and check out some paint samples but I don't have a car and its a bitch of a day out there. Already 100 degrees and windy as hell. Bushfires as well around the area. So I'll give that a miss today.
I've moved the bed and bedside tables out into the lounge room and will live there until the bedroom is finished. Its cosy. And I don't know many times over the past two nights I've said – Just because I'm not in the bedroom, it doesn't mean I'm not in bed. Because people seem to think I want to talk to them or cook for them any old time they walk past.
Thats where the water came up to in the flood – to the top of the green boards, the orange strip. Our neighbour pulled some of his boards off for some reason and he said the walls are full of mud. Natural insulation.