The mudroom...(see how I did that? I did not call it the sunroom, or the soon-to-be mudroom, because it is now a mudroom, dammit.) So, anyway, the mudroom took up pretty much our whole weekend. I would have shared picture of it yesterday, but it was dark when we laid the rug and I wanted glorious sunlight photos.
And so now here is where I apologize for the photos that I just made you wait a whole extra day to see. They are not great. I took them in the 5 minutes between being ready to leave for work/school and leaving for work/school. And JWH was out having a networking breakfast (He does that. At breakfast. Crazy.) so the kid was all mine. All this boils down to a few rushed shots, no time to "style" the space at all. And, well, several shots taken with the kid in frame, just out of frame, or, very sweetly, actually, hugging my legs while I took the photo.
So, with that, here is the mudroom!
See the painted trim? Vanilla ice cream in oil based satin, just like the rest of the house. I mixed it with the Flood no-brush-stroke stuff and it's like glass. Really. And it was quick to do, the prep work and primer took me, measured in Backyardigans time, 2 episodes. Once of which, called "Who" was apparently just out-of-the-box amazingly "silly." Yeah, so if you happen to be reading this and happen to be on the writing staff at Backyardigans, nice work. You had my kid fully yelling at the tv. It was that amazeballs. The second episode, about garbage eating aliens? Not so silly, but acceptable all the same. Anyway. The primer went up so fast that I decided, after an hour of dry time, to just proceed with the first coat of paint. Also quick. An then I let that dry 24 hours. While it set and hardened I did the walls. Yeah, I'm nuts like that. I never stop, just keep on keepin' on. It's a sickness, really. The walls are Manchester Tan like the living room and hall. I figured neutral was best, just to see where this room went, and I can always switch it up, right? Wrong. The wall painting portion of this endeavor was a total PITA. Unexpected.
Cue final coat of trim paint, a trip to the mall to return all the J. Crew clothes I bought here (okay, I did keep the polky shirt), and home to lay the Flor tiles. More on that tomorrow. I'm tired now. My wrists are still fatigued from all that brushwork.
Oh, but lastly? since JWH asked for it? The before an after side by side:
But, those really do not due the transformation justice, since the transformation had more to due with how this space relates to the rest of our house and to our lifestyle...rather than just looking at it objectively as a room. Oh, and because in neither of those shots can you see the bike trainer, the treadmill, the random desk chair and side table...the crap that lived in that room day in and day out.
Trust me, it wa a glorified, 1980's themed closet. Now it's a mudroom. Hooray!