What a "DIF"ference

I have been going through decorating withdrawls lately. Beach Bum hates it when I do this. He'll say, "Oh no, you have that look in your eye." He's right - he knows that look. You know, the one where you are looking and thinking and visualizing all at the same time. It's my right brain in overdrive.

After weeks of taking time out each day to go to the virutal town of "Yoville" on Facebook and decorating my virtual apartment with coins I earned working at the virtual widget factory, I'd had enough. Beach Bum refers to YoVille as "WhoVille" and all the virtual people walking around as the "Whos down in WhoVille." Regardless, a girl can only do so much virtual decorating. Time to get real.

First I moved furniture around in the Inn. Beach Bum hates this too. I can't move the furniture myself in real life like I can in YoVille. Beach Bum has to help me. I (we) moved the dresser in the sitting room to the other wall below the mirror. I like this better.

Then - I (we) took the large oval antique table and put it on the second floor between two chairs.


This table used to be in the living room and then the dining room. In the words of Inspector Clouseau (Pink Panther) . . . "Not anymore!"

Furniture all moved, Beach Bum exclaimed, "Thank God". I, however, needed another project. So, I decided to tackle the removal of the wallpaper in the dining room. To which Beach Bum exclaimed, "Dear God."

It's the one room in the Inn that I didn't really change much when we bought the place. It's the newest part of the Inn, loaded with windows that provide wonderful views of the Crystal Lake and Cold Creek. The woodwork is gorgeous and the Inn came with wonderful tables and upholstered arm chairs.

The parlor grand piano sits in the little alcove at the center of the room. Guests play it, I play it and it's great for the parties we have here too.

The carpet is maroon with flowers but, hey, one thing at a time.



The biggest issue for me was getting rid of the wallpaper. It's a dark sage green with a floral print. Just too dark for such a bright, sunny space. So - my mission - which I've chosen to accept - strip the wallpaper and paint the dining room.



Ah, the best laid plans. Five hours into day one and I had only gotten 1/2 of one wall done. You heard me, 1/2 of one wall. No, I'm not being a slacker. The walls weren't sized. The outer layer is coming down easily. It's just that nasty backing paper that doesn't want to come down.

1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10. Be a Tigger, Be a Tigger, Be a Tigger. Okay - better now.



Making some headway. Thank goodness for hot water, DIF wallpaper remover and good old determination. Good grief. This mission may cause ME to self destruct in 5, 4, 3, 2, . . . .

Okay, with sore arms and legs from scraping walls and climbing up and down a ladder all day, all I can think of are three little words: Hire That Done.

I called my local painter friend Chris Cole. "Hey Chris, old buddy, old pal, will you come give me a quote on taking down the wallpaper and painting the dining room at the Inn. . . PLEASE!"

He came, he saw, he'll be back next week.

In the meantime, I'm stripping . . . wallpaper. I can already see the "DIF"ference.

Stay tuned . . .


Love,

The Lady of The Lake