For what seems like almost a year now, my wife and I have been renovating our town-home. Mostly small scale, such as ceiling fans, lighting fixtures, and light finishing work.
We first started in March 2007 with the renovation of the kitchen. The least favourite of the 5 rooms in the house, this kitchen was God-awful. Try to imagine light-purple, almost periwinkle-coloured walls, ragged with an Oz-like green.
Kitchen – Before
Ya. It was pretty horrid.
Also working against the interior decor, was fluorescent lighting – a bane of mine. Why anyone would consciously opt to install fluorescent lighting anywhere in the house is beyond my comprehension – but to decide that the kitchen would be better served with this less-than-a-lighting solution hanging overhead is just plain stupid.
Alas, it was “out with the green-cast monster” and “in with soft, incandescent.” We also tossed in a dimmer for added control as well as a task-light above the sink.
However, the LARGEST improvement (and much more time consuming) was the paint.
Red, with bone-white painted-trim along the window casing. As a final touch, I decided to rip out the antiquated baseboard moulding, and install natural wood moulding in its place. I just realized that we never took an “after” picture, so I’ll try to put that up shortly.
Flash-forward 10 months.
With wedding plans taking priority over the lessor, we decided to use our Christmas break as a time to rekindle our home renovations.
Our outlay was spent mostly on paint. Lots of it.
Our goal: Update the master bedroom, living room, and all hallways.
Over the break, we accomplished about 80% of our goal, leaving only part of the hallways naked and shivering.
Today, we inched closer to achieving 100%, having finished all but 7 small sections of wall from the interior corridors of our home.
Tomorrow evening we should come very close to completing the job, leaving only finishing work to be done on Friday or the weekend.
After we finished up painting for the night, we set off to design a label for the CD of wedding music Keziah made for her cousin Clint and her dad.
It was somewhat of a last-minute job, which I hate – especially so late in the day, but I digress.
In bed by 2:00am.