Recently Jacob and I finally finished the drywall in our bedroom. We had knocked out the closet wall and closed up Oliver's closet so that we could also gain that space in our room. Regretfully the exposed sheetrock and mudded tape has been there for about a year. Nothing beats being reminded that you haven't finished a project, that should have been done months ago, like having it be the last thing you see every night.
It entailed copying the texture on the existing ceiling to the new drywall ceiling. Let me also point out that this is the WORST possible texture choice you could make and the previous owner made it. I found that taking a handful of plaster and slapping it around created the same effect. The more ugly peaks the better. And we were able to find cans of orange peel texture that we could spray on the walls.
Finally we painted the room. Jacob said he wanted "blue" and he picked one from our swatch book. He got to pick the color and I said I get to decorate. I'll be making it as girlie as possible.
Oliver loves when we work on projects because we usually find something he can help do ... like painting. Notice the oversized latex gloves! We also have him paint in his underwear because he doesn't have clothes dedicated to home repair like mommy & daddy do.
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