So it was time. At the end of the last post, the stoop was looking like:
It was getting there. Really, all I had to do was paint, but if you know me - I......hate.....painting! Stain on the floorboards and two coats of B-I-N primer, and two coats of paint later, here it was (of course Linus supervised throughout):
Oh, just a quick step backward - here's the stoop without the doors. As you can see the mower and some other things are stored below:
What you can't see here is that the storage runs the entire length of the back porch, more storage is always good! Anyway, I showed you in the first post about the stoop that I had built the doors, so all that was left was to paint them (of course - ugh) and hang them.
Aaahhhhhh, so much better - or was it? The pad outside the stoop looked like, well Ma will be reading this so - it looked like (insert your own word). I hate when yo…
The walls were solid, but paint was peeling everywhere, and there were some rough spots throughout...
If you look closely at the picture above (and below for that matter, you can see the spackle in pink. And, this next picture shows where there was a large dip in the wall that leads to the dining room. It was significant enough that it made the ceiling look horrible, and I had to put so much spackle on that I figured I better put some tape in it:
I liked it because it went on pink, and when it was dry it turned white, taking the guessing game out of it. Besides that, as to quality - well, it worked just like any spackling I suppose.
Then there was the area behind the stove - what a mess. All these years there was this big piece of metal on the wall behind the stove, and a large piece of melamine on the wall next to it:
And here's the sheet of metal behind it:
Luckily it all came off pretty easily, but how ugly is that glue??
When last we met, the shutters were up and we were all happy and the townsfolk danced around the cherry tree. It was all so lovely. Buuuut. Then I do that guy thing...stand back and admire the work. Yup, i did just that, admired the work for a couple days, then something started bugging me. And this is it:
After a couple days of standing back and admiring, driving by, staring, admiring some more and then a bit more staring...I realized something was missing. Sound familiar? With the shutters up above, the lower half of the house looked out of balance somehow. Of course that bank of windows off the dining room (we simply refer to it as "the bumpout") wouldn't fit shutters, or even look okay if they did, but that area seemed the likely culprit.
So after a few days of hemmin' and hawin', I decided to take the plunge. Because the aluminum framing around the window has been there for many years now, I had to scrub to make sure I got all the chalk off. After …