It took 17 days of blood, sweat and tears! but the room is finally complete! As most of you know we did a
total makeover on my parent’s basement as a surprise for my mom while she was out of town for two weeks (which turned into 2 1/2 weeks). It all started when the bar down stairs broke and they decided instead of fixing it, they never used it, so why not just take it out. We then decided that, the wall paper that was over wood paneling would be removed and we would then paint the paneling. All this mind you was decided while my mom was still home. The project got started. Dad got the bar out and Mom started tearing down wallpaper but not much progress was made before it was time for her to leave on her trip. I get this great idea to fix it all up while she is out of town. I have always wanted to do something like that and now was the perfect time. It looks so easy when they do it on TV. I sent an email to my sisters and a plan was made. We decided dad couldn't be trusted with the secret because he would just give mom hints and she would figure it out before she even left so the day before mom left I called dad and said "I hope you don't have any plans for the next 2 weeks :)" He was a great sport about it and thought is was a great idea. The one thing he did say was that it had to get done. We can not have her coming home to a mess. So, I agreed then and there no matter how much work it took, it had to get finished before she came home.
I don't have great "before" pictures so I will just have to set the scene. Picture wall to wall furniture flanked by green carpet that was somewhere between turquoise and hunter green, striped green, maroon and navy wallpaper topped off with popcorn on the ceiling. What? it was all in just a few years ago. Right?



Hours after Mom's plane took off from the SLC soil we hit the ground running. We dove right into stripping the wallpaper. It was a family affair with everyone from Ashlyn and Brayden (Lorilee's twins) to Mike and Trent. Everyone pitched in. (which you will soon learn was all for nothing :( )
After MUCH debate dad and I decided to risk our lives and remove the popcorn ceiling (if I die from mesothelioma cancer you will know the asbestos got to me) so we made a stop at home depot for some protective gear and got started in the bathroom since the tile was to be installed the next day.
Easy enough we thought. We can totally do the family room ceiling as well. So off my family went to St. George for a soccer tournament while we tore into the ceiling. That second night I left Dad's with a cinch in my neck that I thought would never come out. I could not wait to get home and into a hot bath. I hit my bed with a crash every night. It was hard work but we just kept pushing.
Once the ceiling was cleaned we quickly found out it was not going to be a nice little paint job like we thought. We found out it would never be smooth and that it had to be textured. So, we learned how to texture. What else were we to do? I looked a bit online and we got a 10 minute crash course from the salesman at Home Depot. We ended up doing it a bit different then he suggested but needless to say we textured the ceiling. I have to say that is one of the things I am very proud of. We had no idea what we were doing and Dad thought we would never be able to do it but we worked on it and figured it out. And it looks pretty dang good if I do say so myself. Who knew I was a ceiling texturer :).



I wish I could say everything went smoothly but I would be lying. It seemed at times that everything went wrong. We had so many hiccups I can't begin to list them all. Like when we found that the toilet from upstairs had been leaking and we spent the next days fixing the upstairs toilet. That was not in the time line. Plus a big piece of sheetrock had to be cut out from the ceiling and replaced due to the leak. I think we textured the ceiling again in spots 4 more times due to different things that had to be done to it.


So here we were, the ceiling scrapped and textured. The bathroom painted, tiled and a new toilet put down, the bookcases covered in plastic. We were ready to paint. The wood paneling was going to need a coat of primer in order for the paint to adhere and the ceiling also needed to be primed so I had decided the easiest way to do it all was to get my paint sprayer and spray it down. I cleared everyone out and got dressed up in my mask (oil base paint really stinks), I started up my air compressor, hooked on my paint sprayer and got started. Everything went great! FOR 2.5 MINUTES! Bam my paint sprayer was clogged. After a few hours of trying to unclog it, giving another sprayer a try (it leaked all over me) we realized that the prime was not even sticking to the paneling. We gave up.
It was then as we were sitting in a heap on the floor that we decided to sheetrock over all the paneling. Making the 3 days we took to remove all the wallpaper a waste of time. I mean come on why not pile on some more work. The carpet was coming in 2 days and mom would be home in 4. Plenty of time to sheetrock the walls, mud and tape, let it dry then add another coat of mud, sand everything down, prime the ceiling and walls, paint the ceiling and walls, get the moldings in and painted, lay the carpet, wipe down and change the knobs on the book cases, move the furniture back in, hang back up the pictures and make everything perfect. Yeah plenty of time.



We had what you could call a painting party. Trent painted the ceiling, I painted the walls, Dad painted the baseboard and Whitney painted the back door. Things got really interesting when Mike, Trent and I all tried to paint different things in the cramped stairway. I won't add that we found out that the stairway had been previously painted in a high gloss paint and that our paint was not sticking to the walls. Mike and Trent sanded with all their lives. We only had one more day!


So here we are on the final day, everyone running around doing "their" job when we get the call, there has been a change of plans and she will not be coming home for 4 more days. What a let down. I was so ready to be done with this project and Dad was over done! He called me every morning telling me we were killing him off. It had been fourteen days since I had made dinner for my family or cleaned my own house. My kids were sick of me never being home and we were all exhausted. We sat around the table looking at each other. We now had 4 more days, it was already 9:30 and all the kids were tired so called it a day, we would be back tomorrow.
I took the next day off and told everyone not to call me :). But there was still work to be done so I had to go back. We spent the next few days touching up paint, getting the last few things moved in, and doing all those little jobs that drive you insane.
The day of the big reveal was finally here. Mom's flight didn't come in until midnight, it was going to be a late night. It was OK we needed the time. We got the mirror framed, painted and hung about the time her plane touched down in SL but everything was now ready and looked great. We hide downstairs and held our breath as she opened the door.
Boy was she surprised!!

So are you ready to finally see the room???





So what do you think?
It was a long two weeks. I think Dad went to Lowe's/Home depot 4 times a day. They have got to know him on a first name basis. I have to say this project was a lot bigger then we ever imagined and we really got in over our heads. I told Mike that I really learned my limits with this job. He laughed and said I am sure you already have another project in mind. And dang it he was right can you say Landon's room. What can I say I like a design challange.
I think it looks pretty darn good. Worth all the work.

2 a.m. Sunday morning