Oak Flooring
Marlene and I decided to try our hand at painting the ceiling in the great room. We borrowed a low-end commercial paint sprayer. It seemed to do a good job, when you held it a uniform distance from the surface and moved it at the right speed. Marlene got frustrated with her lack of success using it. So I tried it. I was starting to get the hang of it, but was having trouble with the slanted cathedral ceiling. It was a hard to keep it a uniform distance from the drywall. The deciding factor for me was how long it was taking. We spent a couple hours and had finished less than 10% of the ceiling. I could have done billable work instead of spending all day breathing paint fumes and getting less than satisfactory results. I called a friend who is a painter and had him come out and give us an estimate. Had I worked those billable hours, I could have made enough to pay him to paint half the house! That settled it. Marlene and I are definitely not professional painters, nor do we have the desire to become that. We packed up the paint sprayer and went home. It was pretty frustrating to have spent most of the day there and not accomplished very much.
Here is the great room. The Baker scaffolding in the back is what we were using to get up by the ceiling. It worked great; our spraying technique, not so great. Also, you can see the rough coat of plaster on the Trombe wall. It had been applied the day before.
Great Room
Here is another picture of the dark gray primer. It sure makes it look more like a real house!
More Primer
And on the outside the snow has finally melted leaving lots of mud.
Snow Gone
So what happens when you step out of the Port-O-John into the saturated soil? You sink up to your knee and you yell for help. For a split second after hearing Marlene yell, I fought the temptation to grab the camera to record the moment for posterity. Instead, I rushed down to her and put a piece of pipe that was handy where she could use it to push against to free herself from the mud. Only then did I grab the camera.
Muddy Marlene