Thursday, August 25, 2016

Porchlandia: Demo of Downstairs Bedrooms

When I was little my mother let me pick my bedroom wall colors. At the time I was in love with turquoise and pink. So she sponge painted the walls. Of course now I look back thinking, what on earth was I thinking? But in middle school we're not thinking about what really looks good, what makes a room brighter and bigger-feeling. As with the smallest bedroom, I am sure that the kid that lived there was thinking only I love blue.



Blue walls, blue rug. It felt small (and incredibly dirty, but that's besides the point). I tore out the carpet and our painted primed the wall. My dad and our carpenter switched out the boarded up sliders with two windows that had been in the kitchen and suddenly it doesn't feel so small.


I imagine this as a guest room or office. It gets great light but feels tucked away in a way that I enjoy when staying at someone else's home. Maybe that's just because I like to sleep late and that never happens when I stay somewhere other than my home.


And then the biggest bedroom with boarded up windows, wallpaper that depicted four different types of water fowl, left behind posters, and a mouse poop covered carpet. What wasn't to love?


My sister and I tore out the carpet (which totally strained my back muscles, but I guess that's par for the course in flipping) and if you follow me on Instagram then you probably watched the time lapse video I posted last week of me removing the wallpaper, which I find oddly satisfying. Don't get me wrong, it's a pain in the butt, but also kind of gratifying to scrape off. 


And then over the weekend when it was just my dad and I working on the house, he decided it was time to remove one of the boards covering the windows (the one still covered is smashed and will need to be replaced). And suddenly the room was bright and really felt as big as it is. 


I know I say this a lot and maybe sound like a broken record, but it's amazing how much a room can change simply by removing the carpets and painting the walls (these are currently only primed). 


If I were going to keep this house (which obviously I'm not, cue the tears) I would totally put a California Queen in this room. Because there is never room for a bed that big in a Boston apartment. And if having a California King isn't an excuse to adopt more animals then I don't know what is. My cats would LOVE this house. So many windows to do their bird watching. Stairs to race up and down. A fireplace to lounge in front of for hours. All signs point to me wanting to not sell this house...


~Stephanie
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