It’s Day 3 of the Back to School Blog Hop! Are you enjoying it? I sure am! Today belongs to Christine at Virtually Speaking World! Check out her post HERE! (Hey, homeschooling moms! You definitely want to pay attention to this one!)
When we moved into this house, the garage was just plain GROSS. We later learned that the previous owner was running an auto repair shop out of the garage…boy, that made a lot of sense! My hubby is still finding lug nuts around the flower beds!
All through our house search, one of my “wants” was a good-sized laundry room. (Okay, who are we kidding, I wanted a laundry “room”…not a laundry “closet” like we had before!) I had even decided on my color scheme for the laundry “room”, much to my husband’s amusement.
When we fell in love with this house, only two of my “wants” were not in it: a garden tub and a laundry “room”. The washer/dryer hookup was in the garage. But that ended up being okay…because the house had so much more! And because I decided I would still decorate my laundry “room”.
So…we decided to paint. Now, mind you, neither of us had ever painted anything in our lives. (Well, I had painted my nails, but that was about it.) We purchased a plain white paint for the concrete block walls, the trim and the door into the kitchen, and a gray garage floor paint for the floor. And I insisted on purchasing a paint to use in distinguishing my laundry area from the rest of the garage.
And we painted. Because it was the garage, right? And if we messed it up due to lack of experience, well, it was just a garage!
We fondly remember that day, because we had never seen each other look as we did at the end of that day, nor have we seen the same sight since. We were FILTHY. And covered in paint. And so sore that we were groaning like senior adults in the throes of arthritis.
But we got the garage painted! And then we decided we would probably hire people to paint from that point forward.
I wish I had taken some “before” pics…but I sure didn’t. Just know that it was, as I said before, GROSS. The ceiling was covered in cobwebs. The walls were filthy. And the floor? UGH. Imagine the oil and grime of a thousand cars caked on concrete…and you might get close to how disgusting it was.
And here it is now:
Well, maybe I need to back up, ha!