Wednesday 26 February 2014

The Front Room

Whilst I often plan what to do next at Vivod, in my head, my impulsiveness usually wins and the plans change. Having spent some time on my lovely new sofa that I bought for the front room, in late December, the state of the room began to annoy me. That's despite it being about the only decent space in Vivod on the day I bought the place, pictured below.


All I had done since that day was paint the bottom half of the room red and slowly filled it with more and more furniture. Feeling all inspired now that I had found the perfect sofa I decided that I should just go with the flow and attack the front room.

Now I knew that there were some damp issues so that was no surprise, and easily resolved, however, I had also been eyeing up that fireplace since moving in. I hated the tiles and I hated the hearth. I'd spent the day considering this and bouncing around the idea of looking underneath it all (not really feeling brave enough at the time). At this stage I was all for just stripping wall paper, checking for damp (and hoping not to find any, a quick skim and paint job).

Later that evening...



Even later that evening...


Enough said. 

Suffice to say that the damp did need doing (kit currently sat in the front room waiting for attention). Lots of plaster did need removing. That much loved window seat had to be removed (I have far better plans for that anyway), and now the front room looks something like this....




And my hall looks the this...


Luckily the nest are used to this state of living now and it doesn't seem to phase them in any way.

It is looking up though. Friday will be the day that the damp course is done. (I may also be digging up the front drainage pipe that day as we believe that's the cause of the excessive damp in the corner to the right of the chimney breast.) Friday is also the day that my new (well not new...reclaimed but much nicer than the one that was there) is being delivered and I can't wait. Obviously I am broke but as long as I keep the project moving then I am happy. Who needs to eat anyway?



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