New Deck

After all the excitement yesterday with the sheetrock texture I've moved back outside.
Chris is starting the new deck.

In case you prefer to look at pictures sans my husband, here it is again.
Whatever it takes to make you happy.

This is some baserock compacted into layers.  Or steps.  Or something.

Here, I'll move over and take the picture from closer to the end of the house.

Oh all right, as long as I'm here this is what the side yard looks like now.

More rock.

Sheetrock Texture

The sheetrockers have textured the walls.  Can you see the speckely stuff on the walls?

How about over here?

How bout now?

I'll just keep walking and snapping until you finally say yes.

Kitchen again.  You knew that was coming, didn't you?

Here, I'll give you another view of the kitchen area.

As a special bonus, heres the pantry, and to the left, where the stove will go.

Downstairs.  Again.

This is new, I don't usually shoot the downstairs from this angle.  Those are the bedroom doors, with the bathroom door on the right.  You're welcome.

Split Rail

Well, today I don't have any action photos for you.  Just some pictures of this swell new fence that Chris and Dan built.

Here, to make up for it I'll show you another view.

And another.

One more for good measure.  Sorry I don't have anything else to show you, but as one of the guys I work with says "Some days it's chicken, some days it's feathers."

Some Paint, Some Sheetrock

No messing around today, I'll start with the front view straight off.  It's looking fabulous, if I do say so myself, which I just did.

The painters are spending today working on the trim.  Oh, and hey, did you notice the new front door?  I love that too.

Meanwhile, inside, we have a house full of sheetrockers.  Today they are taping the joints between the sheets of sheetrock.  In this picture, they are actually breaking for lunch.

Rather than lurk over them, I'll show you the rest of the house.  The seams are taped, as well as the rows of screws.  There's another of those swell ladders.

Whats this guy pondering?  Maybe he forgot his lunch and is waiting for the rest of the guys to share.  Or he maybe he hasn't been invited to sit at the cool table yet.  Or in this case, cool corner with the cool buckets.

Kitchen.  Remember, I'm going for the dramatic transformation.

Front bedroom.  Because I seem to feel compelled to include it in every post.

Downstairs again.  TV room, with the super duper special blue sheetrock.

"What are you taking pictures of now?"  or maybe he's saying "Again with the blog?"  or "Have you seen Case?"  or "What is the meaning of life?"  Okay, not the last one, but I am pretty much the master of useless trivia.  No kidding.

Then, to escape the crushing pressure of trying to come up with an answer, I'll slip back out to the TV room.

Just to our left is the downstairs bathroom.  Which, as Chris just pointed out, looks very much like the original one upstairs.  Except that the tile isn't falling off the wall and there isn't a hole in the floor.

Hey, hey, hey, look who greeted me at the top of the stairs.

Oh, now I see the problem!  He didn't have a bucket.  Poor fellow.  I'm glad he found himself a box to sit on.  By the way, this lunch smells fantastic.  They've heated themselves up some tortillas and I'm not sure what else, as I had to get out of there before I started to drool.  They already seemed mildly unnerved by this woman who followed them around and took pictures and asking to share their lunch seemed to be crossing the line a little.

Back outside we go.  New paint, blue wheelbarrows, a cordless drill, and the chair that just moves from place to place on the job.

In the backyard, Leah is headed up a ladder to work on the trim.  I forgot to mention yesterday that not only do we have a chick painter on our job, but that she runs the crew.  Take that.

Painting

Just to mix things up, I'm starting with the back of the house.  The second coat of paint is on - looks good, don't you think?

Here's the rest of the back.  I'm nothing if not thorough.

And just because we haven't spent a lot of time over here together, lets look at the side of the garage.  Where we find a painter working on the trim.  Don't you love the old trim boards with the scalloped ends?  I do.

I especially love the contrast of the new paint (Kelly Moore Cedar Shingle) with the trim (Kelly Moore Swiss Coffee).  I even double checked in the paint fan deck to be sure I told you the correct names, and in doing so found a color I first read as "Frog Patience"  to which I thought "What the heck?!" but then turned out to actually be "Frog Prince"....only a slight improvement, in my opinion.

Here's Leah, and another painter working on the front.  We had a friend (a woman) say to Chris this week "You have a chick painter working at your house?" to which Chris replied, "Yes, why?" but only got a quizzical look in reply.  I'm still puzzling on that one.  If a man had said that, I'd be spitting mad.  Coming from a woman, I'm just confused.

Anyway, here's the other side of the house.  Nothing more to add.

Here's the view I know you've been waiting for, the front(ish).  Oh, in my former caption, I forgot to point out Leah is spraying, and the guy, who shall remain nameless, because of the fact that I don't know his name, is rolling the paint.  Apparently this makes for a better finish to do both.

Paint and Sheetrock

The house!  The house!  She has her first coat of new paint.

Here you can see the obviousness of my statement "first coat" of paint.  Also the reason for the plastic over the windows.

Starting to look fabulous, no?

Inside, we have sheetrock.

This is the view from the living room to the kitchen.  I keep showing this particular viewpoint, because I think it will be particularly dramatic when the cabinets are finally in.  On the other hand, by then I may have forgotten all about my dramatic photography build up.

Kitchen again.  Are you feeling the dramatic tension?

Dining area.  Less drama.

Standing in the kitchen, looking towards the living room. Thats enough.  I'm weary of the kitchen.

Lets walk down the hallway to the upstairs bedrooms.

This is the front bedroom.  Full of sheetrock scraps.

Hey, whats going on downstairs?  Follow the light....

TV room.  The sheetrock on the lower part of the wall is blue because its a special kind of sheetrock.  Something about moisture, or something.  And that is as technical as I'm going to get about that.  You're welcome.

Hello Mr. Rocker.

Look at him screw that sheetrock to the ceiling.  He's just a blur.

Because I knew you were so thrilled by the last picture, here's another guy screwing sheetrock to the ceiling in the downstairs bathroom.  Also, there's some more of the special sheetrock.  You're welcome again.