We've been hard at work these last two weekends, along with the help of our parents. Here's a little taste of the fun we've been having:
Getting at some hard to reach places:
Tearing up old carpet...
And all kinds of little tacks, staples, etc.
This is how you work from home when you don't have furniture:
My mom sadly spent countless hours painting trim, only to discover that night that she'd used the wrong paint.
My dad convinced me that painting the ceilings would be a good idea - and I'm glad he did! The new paint up there brightens up the place.
Choosing a green for our kitchen is harder than you might think. Too dark? Too yellow? Too gray? Too bright? Not bright enough?
And there are some really ugly tans out there.
We set up a make-shift paint shop in our garage to take care of oodles of base trim. A ladder can double as a saw horse, right? As can TV tables and the random Japanese metal structure we found in our backyard.
Dad Brown rocking the mini-roller.