This is our “main entrance” (aka front hallway). Inviting. Right?
Wait. What? You mean 30 paint swatches and 9 notebook pages of house project to-do lists doesn’t scream “Welcome to our warm and cozy abode! Please do come in and have some tea!”?
Yeah. I didn’t think so either.
Eventually I had enough. Our walls in the downstairs and upstairs hallway were the same Barbie-arm colored tone that was present in a few other areas of the house. But no more!
(We clearly haven’t finished the door frame. Also, isn’t it hard to believe there was a radiator behind that front door??)
After many yellow-tan swatch considerations, we decided to paint the walls Martha Stewart’s Rice Paper, which we then color matched to Behr Paint and Primer in one.
It’s a sandy, yellowy tan. It’s quite refreshing.
I still need to do a second coat upstairs. The area over the stairs isn’t done yet. We’re going to have to figure out how to reach that trim without breaking our necks. Home-made scaffolding anyone?
This “before” picture above here really shows the 80s peach color to the true color that it was. Kind of a clay sherbert color. (I still think Barbie-flesh peach is the most accurate color description.)
Ahhh, I love having it gone.
Except… dun dun dun.
What are those weird markings above the door you ask?
I really wish you hadn’t. Just keep your eyes on the wall. The walls that look pretty.
You don’t want to see these eyesores:
Yes, our hallway ceiling is a giant eyesore.
Peeling paint. Everywhere.
I know you are usually supposed to paint the ceilings first, but I couldn’t wait any longer. And the ceilings are so much more work.
Back to the peeling paint. Because our house was a foreclosure, the house was winterized and de-winterized a few times. Our home inspector hypothesized this greatly contributed to the peeling paint on the ceiling.
Fortunately it was mostly just the upstairs hallway that was peeling this badly.
When we came to do our final walk-through of the house, lo and behold, a HUGE hole in the ceiling downstairs had formed overnight – literally.
Apparently when the plumbers de-winterized the house for the last time there was a leak. And boy did it leak. And then crumble all over the floor.
We don’t have any photos, but it was a size extra-large pizza size of hole. Fortunately they had to fix it.
But that still means our downstairs hallway ceiling looks like this:
Guess who is going to have a sore neck and a bad back on Monday?
It appears lots of ceiling spackling and sanding is in the future.