We’ve had company this week. Aaron’s grandparents and cousin came from the land of Portola, California and have been abiding in our basement. We had a couple of ugly extra
storage rooms bedrooms down there that we needed to make over FAST!
The first room was the ugliest, and it needed the most work to be suitable for Papa and Betty Joe. It had the fixer-upper dread of a life time (dun dun dun) WALL PAPER.
(One time, I wanted to do wall paper in my dining room, but then I decided when the time came to take it down, I would hate myself. So I did a stencil instead. I feel extremely validated for making that decision now.)
First, I cried and threw a temper tantrum because I didn’t want to deal with taking down this stupid flower boarder. (Mom can I PLEASE just paint over it?!) My mom said no. But luckily, she survived the 90’s where in the 80’s literally every room (the kitchen, every bedroom and bathroom! EW!) in her home had wall paper, and in the 90’s every room needed to have wall paper removed. She had some insane tricks up her sleeves.
All we did was spray a water bottle full of steaming hot water on the board til it was soaking wet, with water dripping everywhere. This loosens the glue. (Why would you glue things to your wall?) Then we took a putty knife/scraper and just scraped away. It took less than an hour. I still hated it. But it wasn’t as bad as I expected, and it did peel right off the horrid pepto pink walls.
After the wall paper was down, we slapped a coat of Sherwin-Williams “Wordly Gray” on the walls. Very neutral and soothing. I didn’t have nightstands, so my thrift store bookcases would have to work. Also, recognize this headboard? It came from my first blog post! (When I major sucked at blogging.)
Oh what’s that? You’re sad we got rid of the bead closet curtains? Sorry. I can fish them out of the garbage for you. I know it’s lame to put chairs in a closet, but I didn’t have anywhere else to put them. Storage room, remember? In short. The only new thing I bought for this room was paint. $25 (on sale).
All I did was stage the crap out of this room. I didn’t even repaint it. I didn’t have time. Even the bed is the exact same. This room was for Aaron’s 15 year old teenage girl cousin. So I set it up the way I thought any teenager would enjoy.