One day, while we were nearing the end of wallpaper-scraping hell, two new Brazilian guys showed up. They didn’t really speak English, but they expertly sized up the whole house. When they were done, they cheerfully informed us it would be “200.” We weren’t exactly sure what units of measurement they were referring to, but they showed up a few weeks later with bags and bags of plaster.
That’s a lot of plaster!
Redoing all the walls and ceilings has dramatically changed the feeling of our house. They’ve been plugging away for a few weeks now, working from bottom to top, filling in all the holes and smoothing everything out. Seeing all the new walls has made it feel like the house is finally getting put back together, after having been ripped apart for weeks and weeks.
In Steve’s dining room, which was the most damaged, they actually tore down the old horse-hair plaster and replaced it with drywall.
Our dining room was in better shape and just needed to be smoothed over.
It’s kind of hard to see, but the new plaster is incredibly smooth and cool to the touch. It almost seems a shame to paint over it!
This guy works all day up on his stilts.
When we moved in, these walls were crumbling and covered in ugly bumpies. Now they’re so smooth that we just want to rub up against them! Fresh plaster smells really nice too.