So, I must say that I've been just a bit discouraged about the forward motion on my little studio, of late. I never imagined it would be close to seven months after moving in, before I could get a work space up and running. Lots of moving parts, I know, but it also seems like I plan in LaLa Land, then work in Gremlin Gulch! I figure on one day to do a job, and it takes me all week! Putting in the door trim and baseboard seemed to take an inordinate amount of time, trouble and trips to the hardware store.
I finally gave up on the wide baseboard idea (like we have in the rest of the house). Crooked boards, crooked walls, glue that won't stick (half the room is concrete and the base needed to be glued). Liquid Nails is neither liquid nor nails, I discovered. Should be called "Pasty-Gray-Stuff-That-Takes-Forever-To-Dry". I went back to the lumberyard and got quarter round, instead. I work messy, too (if you look closely, you might be able to see some, uh, clutter). Looks bad in the picture and it got worse before it got better. Doesn't help the sense of progress.
Finally, this afternoon, after after all the nail-setting, filling, sanding, more filling, and more sanding, I cleared the room (took awhile), took the shavings to the garden, and vacuumed and vacuumed and vacuumed! SO cathartic! It's pristine! With a mirror wall and a barre, it would make a lovely little dance studio!Meanwhile, all my supplies and furniture are still outside, covered by tarps, held down by rocks,
probably long-since having become luxury condos for giant centipedes and scorpions. So, next, I'll put urethane on the floor and all the wooden parts of the doors and on the base trim--two coats on everything--and paint the two solid doors. Should be a snap! I'll be moving in by Monday! La lala lala...