The Grotto

Day 2 of the great "Mantle and Bookcase Project". Steve, Nathan and Nathan forged ahead on the woodworking. Progress has been steady, if not fast. Steve is NOT a carpenter, he is an aerospace engineer. He is used to designing things to within a 1,000th of an inch tolerance. Needless to say, that kind of attention to detail takes time, and one hopes that they don't use putty to hide goofs.

Keira and I painted. Pretty much all day.

Keira worked on her family room and kitchen. Tia came over and lent a fresh arm and moral support for an hour or two in the afternoon.

I tackled the small room in her master bathroom that has the toilet and shower - also known as "The Grotto". The original owners of their home had painted that tiny room a horrible dark muddy green. Not only were all the walls that color, but so was the ceiling. There is no natural light - only a small, dim ceiling light/fan that casts a pale sickly glow. The dim light served to slightly disguise some black mass of malevolent evil above the shower - it looked like possibly soot. Keira thinks the previous owners may have used candles in there - I'm inclined to blame it on some sort of spontaneous human combustion. I primed that horror of a room - then painted the ceiling white. Twice. Then Tia came in and helped roll a lighter color paint on the walls. The room is much improved.

Apologies to the French peasants, they will now have to go elsewhere searching for miracles.