Sheet rock does not rock.

The people who owned the house before Mr. Fixer and I were definitely "touched", as my grandma would say. Either that, or they just really liked the 'popcorn' texture on...well, everything. Every wall and ceiling in our house is either covered in a 'popcorn' texture, or what Mr. Fixer called "knock down" --- which means they spray clumpy stuff on the wall and knock it down slightly with a tool.

Or, something like that.


What it means, in the end, is that when we moved into the house every wall you ran your hands over felt diseased. I have never seen that much "texture" in my life! So, being the frugal folks that we are, we decided to sand and scrape the existing sheet rock (so that it will match the new, pretty flat stuff we are installing) rather than replace it. It sounded like a good idea, which is usually how all bad ideas begin.

After completing one room, we decided that it was not worth it. From here on out; new sheet rock all the way baby! After the awful experience of trying to save the guest room sheet rock, it is so nice to put up a wall in the living room, even if it does cost slightly more to just replace the crap. In my mind, we are paying for sanity --- pure sanity. After weeks of sore arms, sore legs and weight gain from ingesting large amounts of chocolate to prevent you from killing your significant other; you will feel the same way.

Mr. Fixer says we need to add pictures from the beginning of our reno --starting with the Hurricane. So, hopefully I will get to that soon. Currently, I am insanely busy at work most of the time, and all free time is spent trying to motivate myself to do productive things when we get home (which apparently does not involve watching episodes of 'The Guild' or playing Pathwords on Facebook). In other words, same old same old. Tonight we are going to attempt to prep the ceiling for the crown molding install. The thought that we might have all of the molding ( casing and crown) up soon is super sexy! Oh dear, I need help.