So when we bought this house I was happy that there was only wallpaper in a few rooms.
But let's not underestimate the reality of the wallpaper issue in the house. It was there. And it had to come down. And that was my job.
So shortly after we gutted the butler's pantry I decided to work on the walls of the family room. They looked like this at the time:
It's hard to tell from this awful photo in poor light, but there was a layer of cream wallpaper on the top section of the walls, fake paneling on the bottom part, and chair rail where they met.
I started to pull down the wallpaper without any tools at my disposal. Yep, just my bare hands. And honestly, the top layer came off without too much trouble in some places, and didn't want to budge in others. The glue layer wasn't coming off at all. But I persevered and spent a few hours picking at little pieces of it until it was time to call it a night.
You can see how much I accomplished during this time. Not a whole heck of a lot.
So the next day I got smart and went to Lowe's. I found this wallpaper scraper tool thingy (that is it's official name), grabbed a spray bottle of water from our current house, and went back to the house armed and ready to fight the paper.
Okay, it's really called a Piranha, and let me tell you, it's a great name for this little fella. That little straight edge gets underneath the paper and glue and scrapes it right off the wall. This tool saved me countless hours and fingernails.
I quickly found my rhythm. Peel off the paper layer, spray the heck out of the glue layer with water, and then scrape it off with the Piranha.
Cory removed the chair rail and paneling to expose a lovely ridge all around the walls.
After several evenings of spraying and scraping, the family room is now free of wallpaper. Hooray!
I then moved on to the room that I was dreading: the dining room. Remember that Williamsburg mural paper that was decorating the walls?
I was terrified that this stuff was going to take for.ev.er. to take down. All those little leaves and details would have to be peeled or scraped off and there was just so much of it. So in order to delay the pain I did what any good mom would do. I called the kids into the room, made sure they had pencils, and told them to draw our family - and whatever else they wanted - on the paper.
They happily obliged. Even Tessa got in on the action.
Some of the artwork was funny:
That reads, "Hi babe." A little colonial humor.
Other drawings made me question the mental health of my children.
And there may or may not have been some piles of animal droppings added to the fields of cattle. And I, the mature mother of four that I am, may or may not have contributed to those drawings.
You've got to find ways to have fun during situations like home demo, you know?
So after we all entertained ourselves with wall art for a while I shooed the kids back down to the basement so I could tackle the wallpaper removal. I grabbed my trusty tools, took a deep breath, and mentally prepared myself for the battle at hand.
Surprisingly, within a few minutes, yes, MINUTES, all of the wallpaper was gone! The project I thought was going to take days was the easiest one in the whole house.
It turns out that the mural was placed on top of a linen-like wallpaper. And that paper just peeled off in huge strips taking the glue layer with it.
If only all wallpaper came down so easily! Dixon even popped back into the room, grabbed a piece, and pulled it right off.
Notice he is holding the Piranha, which was totally not needed here at all.
I actually took great satisfaction in pulling off this paper. It made an awesome ripping sound and reminded me of peeling off big pieces of sunburned skin from someone's back. (Yes, I enjoy peeling sunburns.)
Anyway, the dining room has said goodbye to the 1800s and is ready to move into the 21st century.
The last room that had wallpaper was the laundry room.
It had this lovely beach themed border around the top. What? Don't YOU feel like you're at the beach when you're doing laundry?
Yeah, me neither.
It wasn't easy getting this paper off the wall only because I could hardly reach it. I stood on a stepstool, a toolbox, and even hauled my bum onto the counter top to get the paper over the cabinets. It wasn't easy. It definitely wasn't fun. And I discovered that the blue paint peeled off the wall as well, which meant I had to pull all of that down, too.
As of right now, all but one corner of the beachy border is gone and there is still some paint that needs to come down. But I got burned out and had to move on to something else.
Remind me to never put wallpaper in this house. Ever.
Unless it's a really cool geometric pattern that is trending on pinterest and will be out of style two years from now. Cause that stuff is really awesome.