Ever since we took down the light in the TV Room things have been pretty dark. For example, picture 1: no lights
Picture 2: lights on in the front room
Picture 3: lights on in the front room AND kitchen
Obviously we are in dire need of getting lights back into this room. And in order to get that done we needed to prime and paint the ceiling. So that's just what we did.
First we knocked down any of the texture that was a bit too thick in places
And while Chris worked on that I started the dreaded task of priming the awesome plaster detail. Getting a paintbrush into all those wonderful nooks and crannies ached my neck and back, but it started to make it all look gorgeous again, so it was well worth it
And then while Chris moved on to applying the texture to the walls...
...I went out to the garage to get the roller extension and started priming the rest of the ceiling
And I proceeded to get paint all over my face. Seriously, every time I paint ceilings my face becomes a polka dot painting. Chris does it: not a drop anywhere. I do it: I'm a fucking Georges Seurat painting.
Once the primer was done and Chris was done with the first coat of wall texture (hooray!) he started applying the flat ceiling coat on the plaster moulding...
...and I continued with the roller
Chris completed about 1/2 of the plaster ceiling coat painting and moved on to working on some other projects so I finished the plaster detail. Because I tell Chris every year that his New Year's Resolution is to take more pictures of me working (seriously, for every 50 pictures of him, there's maybe 1 of me so I'm sure no one thinks I ever do anything on this house damnit), this is the look I give him after I say "You could take a picture of me painting the plaster?" and he rolls his eyes at me
And then he takes a picture up my nose
If that's not love, I don't know what is :) But he did take a regular picture too :)
Once we were done with all the painting, it was time to wire in the recessed lights
And after a minor wiring snafu that involved Chris crawling up into the attic to rewire something quickly, we had light!
And then last night when Chris got home from work, the center light went in, hooray!
And you may notice that the center, front light bulb isn't there - when we were screwing all the bulbs in, that was one dead. I debated unscrewing one from the front room light and putting on this one for the sake of a complete picture, but then I was just too lazy and figured it didn't really matter.
A far cry from the dingy, gross, popcorn ceiling just a couple weeks before
Now that's a ceiling worth looking at :)