I did a different kind of painting today. I believe that I mentioned that I have had the house appraised and inspected as I keep thinking I have too much house and too much yard and taking care of all that interferes with other things I could be doing.
My house is in good shape but there are things that need taking care of. Electrical codes have changed since the house was built in the '70s. I have an underground fuel tank which is frowned upon. Bolts are needed where nails have sufficed for thirty years. My smoke detector is the wrong kind--even though I know that it works from the occasional kitchen mishap--burnt toast or a bubbled over pie in the oven.
And then there is that wallpaper which is currently out of fashion with home buyers. I stripped the wallpaper myself and was going to call in a handyman to paint. A few years ago we had the the two story entry way, the upstairs hallway, and the ceilings painted. last fall I had the trim painted in the living room.
It occurred to me that a.) ceilings and trims were the hard part, but I could easily handle the large wall area myself and b.) I definitely will have to hire the electrical work done (It's not complicated stuff. Mike could have done it himself, but I am afraid of electricity). Well it seemed silly to spend money on something I could easily do myself. I mean the paint was expensive enough. I have the time, so I painted the walls. I painted them with "White Sand" by Benjamin Moore, which is what I have in the entry and hallway. Nicely neutral:
The carpet is something sand and the exterior siding is something sand. I guess I choose dirt colors. Even better might be DUST shades for home interiors.
I put on two coats and it looks pretty good. The real estate agent said I could just paint over the wallpaper, but I could not bring myself to do that. When I had the wallpaper done (15 years ago?) I scraped off old wallpaper, painted older wallpaper, and oldest wallpaper to get to bare wall. I would not put another human being through something like that.
The building inspector did tell me that in spite of all the nit-picky things that would appear in his report ("no house is perfect"), the house is in excellent shape. That made me feel good because Mike and I did take pride in our home. I don't know how quickly the moving process will take place, but this home will always live in my heart for the memories made here.