Back in 1990-something when the lady built this house, she included a large deep cabinet in the living room, just right for a deep projection tube television.
Well, it was large for back then, but there's no way it would've fit any of the flat screens we've had for a long time.
So the cabinet was just sitting there looking cruddy, and our TV was sitting on top of the fireplace looking kind of tacky.
We decided to CHANGE it all up. We called our contractor who's done a few things at the office for us, and he came to get started.
Remember this picture from the other day? It's a before for you. I don't have a straight forward before picture that I can locate right now.
So John came and framed out the cabinet. Then he drywalled it.
He put in all sorts of tubes and channels and smart places for cords to go so that we could keep all our auido components and boxes down in the lower cabinet. (I moved the baby toys to a better place.)
Yep, there's the good old monster TV looking super tacky up on the mantle with all it's cords running to it.
So John got the cabinet all covered and drywalled nicely. Then it was my job to paint the wall. Easy enough I thought. There are cans and cans of paint in the garage--usually well labeled. I've patched many a wall in this house. I figured it would be a breeze.
I had a couple of free hours one morning. I put the baby to bed and I got out all the stuff I needed except the paint. Then the power went out. And I couldn't find a flashlight.
When the power is out in your garage, not only can you not see anything but you can't open the door and let in the light--unless you're my dad and you like good old manual garage doors best.
So I had to haul all the cans in and try to figure out which one I needed.
Who thought there could be so many shades of green on the walls of one poor house? I tried can after can and none of them worked.
Turned out this seemed to be the one color that didn't exist.
So my couple of hours were gone and I rushed out to try to make a match at the Home Depot. Family was coming the next day for Max's baptism, I had to get it done!!
Of course the paint chip I had was too small and the old man with long groaty fingernails working the paint desk sent me away in disgrace. I had to match it using the eyeball method.
It was stressful but I found one that seemed to match pretty well.
Then we went home and painted, and since half of the light bulbs in our living room are out right now, in the dim light it looked like a perfect match!
When the sun came out the next morning it was obvious to me that perfect wasn't exactly the word--I could see the difference between the new paint and old for sure. But it's truly close enough. When you come and visit you'll have to see if you can spy my brush marks.
But all that aside, I think it looks much better now. And I have a fun photo which we printed on canvas up on the mantle. It's a lot nicer that way.
That's it for the project report. I'm going to bed now!
