The plaster work is done, thank the gods. What a mess. I really hope to never have to do that again. No matter how much you think you prepared for it, you find that you’re not.
We taped all the woodwork with blue painter’s tape and covered the windows, closet doors and furniture with plastic. We hadn’t quite finished our bedroom when they arrived on Monday, thinking that they’d be doing the rooms more one-at-a-time. Unfortunately, this wasn’t the case so we had to finish it up quickly and this is where we were unprepared. We covered everything up before we really grabbed clothes and such for the next couple of days.
We also didn’t really think about where we were going to sleep, until then.
Luckily we have an air mattress, so we, along with the boys (cats), camped out in the basement until Wednesday night. It wasn’t too bad. I whipped Pete’s ass on Mario Kart and we managed to get by without satellite TV.
Anyway, the good thing is, I’m ready to start priming the walls. The bad thing is, I’ve been swamped with work so I don’t have a lot of time to do it. We’ll see how much I can get done this weekend.
With regard to the plaster job, everything looks to be okay, but we’ll see once I start painting. I am really pissed over something that went on with them, so I feel a rant coming on here. Maybe once I get it out I can move on. Argh.