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Some Changes Are In Order

We’ve lived in our house for almost 7 years now. I suppose it is time that we started making it a place that we want to be in rather than just dealing with what the previous owners put up.

It’s not bad, it’s just not what I would do. This is what was in our living room and down the hall.

It took a hole in the wallpaper in the entryway to rip down that stuff, but for the living room? All it took was this corner.

This was the corner where they had wallpapered around the corner and mudded it, then put wallpaper on top of that. I know why they did it that way, it makes for a cleaner edge where you have two different wallpapers meeting. (This was the corner between the hall and the entryway.) Our original plan was to trim off the paper and just paint the entryway, then paint the kids’ rooms, then paint the rest of the living room. But this corner altered our plans. They left just too little of an edge to trim. (It’s about a quarter of an inch wide, if that.)

On to Plan B, which was to just see how hard it would be to remove that section of the wallpaper. Well, it was so easy we decided to rip it all down.

This is Jared reinstalling the blinds because they had wallpapered underneath the blinds. (Why on earth would you do that? Whatever.)

After we finished removing the wallpaper, I think we’ve discovered that the previous owners have never had anything but wallpaper on these walls. Underneath all the glue, we think we can see the original primer. The other clue? This.

This is a wall anchor of some sort that they just mudded over and then wallpapered over. Gee thanks a bunch for that. I realize that you can get away with that when you wallpaper, but you’ve just made more work for us since we want to paint. We’ll have to sand it just to get to the anchor, get them out, patch up the wall, prime it and then paint. And did I mention there are two sets of these? Yah. They had some sort of curtain (we think) that spanned the windows. I just want to paint now.

It’s time to make some changes around here.

Comments

  1. When you dig in you are committed, and you don't know to what! Good luck. I'm sure it will be worth it. Aunt Lynda

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  2. There's always something to complicate things, but it sure feels good when you get it done!

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  3. BTW--I've made comments on other posts that haven't shown up. Why is that?

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  4. I guess I don't have to feel guilty about putting a whole in you wallpaper now... Should have done it years ago! :)

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  5. Amazing how somehting small turns into a big project. Just remind yourself it will look so nice when it's all done!

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  6. Somehow one home improvement project invariably leads to another and another. And yes it is about time to make it to your liking. It will be well worth it when you are finished - even if you have doubts in the middle of it all. I'm looking forward to seeing the finished improvement. I'm sure you two will do a fantastic job.

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