Drywall, drywall, drywall....

Our little bursts of snow outside are nothing compared to the drifts of white powder coating every surface in the house.  We've been staring down the tunnel looking for the light (and fun work that begins when the walls are done).  The drywall work feels like it starts and stops in a jerky fashion akin to learning to drive stick.  We've stalled out a couple times because when the joint compound and texture work is wet, you just have to wait till it dries.  But in general, we apply the mud, we let it dry, we sand.  Repeat.  And repeat.

So what am I complaining about when it looks so good?!?  Tom and Pop have been trimming out the windows with drywall, and it really does look so good. 

They really do look so nice and add that finished look to the house, despite the walls around it screaming out for me to start texturing them.  (I think actually that voice might be Tom's, as he seems to think I have more patience for it.)

It'll be a while before we can really move on to other projects, but this past week we got a lot accomplished.  Tom and Pop tackled the kitchen window, which involved some technical work to get the drywall angled in well, the sliding door, and the window at the top of the stairs.  I sanded the bathroom and hung drywall in the remaining "holes" in our closet wall.  And best for last - while I worked all day Sunday, Tom got out the power sander and got over half of the big open area (entrance hall and the whole south half of the house) sanded.  My hero!