Sunday, October 5, 2014
Yes, Lizzie* came over yesterday. But I didn’t get around to sizing the blankstock will mid-afternoon. And whether it’s because I overthinned the paste or because it’s supposed to do that, the size bubbled the liner off the wall in several places. Watch Kate run around with a paste pot poking paste up behind loose seams! See her slit long bubbles with an X-Acto knife and dab paste into them!
In the end, after we’d had pizza and talked and she’d gone home, the liner dried and the bubbles went down smooth of their own accord. Of course then I was spending hours on the Internet trying to find out if they re-adhere as they dry. And trying to find photos of wallpaper literally falling off of walls, to determine what caused it.
It will be all right, won’t it? I mean, that blankstock is definitely Up, isn’t it?
Before supper Lizzie helped me find the center point between the two north windows and mark the vertical line I’ll butt the first strip of “Savernake” up against. Of course when I went back to check it later I found one or the other of us had let the straightedge slip and the cross point was marked 3/16" too far to the left. Either that, or the windows are so far out of square it throws everything off.
Will I notice it if that’s the case? I want that strip to be centered as possible, since I usually sit at the end of the table opposite that wall. The way my previous-owners-two-back papered the room, starting at the southeast corner and working around so the seams fell where they might, the pattern sat five or six inches off center for ages.
No more. Not if I can help it.
I considered flying solo with the Morris paper this evening. But a distant cousin is letting me log in to Ancestry.com on his password so I can contribute to our mutual family tree, and well, when you’re breaking down long-standing brick walls, it’s easy to avoid papering the plaster-on-brick walls you stare at every day.
Especially when you’re still a little scared.