New bride rookie mistakes

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we’re planning on doing this very thing in the next couple weeks… :eek::eek::eek:

why is this such a no-no? :confused: btw, neither of us has ever even witnessed the hanging of wall paper. maybe ignorance is bliss? 😛
Oh, my goodness, talking about wallpapering just reminded me of one of my favorite stories I’ve ever read on CAF. I googled the phrase “wavery checks” and found it … thank you, puzzleannie! You have a memorable way with words (I remembered that phrase after almost two years!) :rotfl:

Last paragraph, here:

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we’re planning on doing this very thing in the next couple weeks… :eek::eek::eek:

why is this such a no-no? :confused: btw, neither of us has ever even witnessed the hanging of wall paper. maybe ignorance is bliss? 😛
Well it’s just one of those things that is not as easy as it looks.

My dad was a professional paperhanger and he took me on as an apprentice a few years ago. From my experience, I’d say maybe y’all should think again about jumping into this job feet first when neither of you have done it before…? At least spend some time online learning about it if you can. If you don’t, well it might at least be a funny story…one day. 😉
 
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lessons for a happy marriage: never try to wallpaper the kitchen together
we’re planning on doing this very thing in the next couple weeks…
why is this such a no-no? btw, neither of us has ever even witnessed the hanging of wall paper. maybe ignorance is bliss?
DH & I decided to wallpaper the dining room shortly after we moved into our house - we had been married about 3 years. Midway through the job, we decided we’d like to stay married, so we abandoned it and called in the professionals!

Betsy
 
I’d save the hassle and skip the wallpaper…never looks good anyway IMO.
 
while househunting in suburban Cleveland we visited one house that was perfect in every way, location, lay out, etc, except each room had a different carpet-wallpaper combo, that 70s-80s stuff with foil, flocking, wild patterns etc. The price was so good we almost took it, even though there would be an expense ripping it all out, so we asked why the price was so low, thinking there was a hidden problem–turns out it was a divorce case and they needed to sell quick. Think I know why they broke up.
 
Having been in the hanging wallpaper together situation before, I would say ignorance IS bliss:D
We built in our IKEA kitchen by ourselves. Worst week ever ! (especially when I was the one responsible for reading the plans and I had my husband build the first item on the wrong side 😊)
 
Well it’s just one of those things that is not as easy as it looks.

My dad was a professional paperhanger and he took me on as an apprentice a few years ago. From my experience, I’d say maybe y’all should think again about jumping into this job feet first when neither of you have done it before…? At least spend some time online learning about it if you can. If you don’t, well it might at least be a funny story…one day.
wise words you all have…! Though usually (over)helpful, DH’s parents refused point blank to be anywhere nearby when we do it. BUT luckily my DH has a (male) friend at work who used to hang wall-paper with a professional, and he’s volunteered his services. :thumbsup:I think I’m going find something ELSE to do on that day, out of the house, as I remember the time recently I enlisted DH’s help to install curtain rods in the kids’ room :eek: :eek: 😃 We have come to realize it would be very foolish indeed to think we can spend $300 on wallpaper and just magically throw it up on the walls.😊

wrings hands maybe we *should *just paint??! :o:shrug:😃 ahhhhh hate making decisions…

This is what I picked for the border, and for the walls
 
We built in our IKEA kitchen by ourselves. Worst week ever ! (especially when I was the one responsible for reading the plans and I had my husband build the first item on the wrong side 😊)
awwwww :console:
 
wise words you all have…! Though usually (over)helpful, DH’s parents refused point blank to be anywhere nearby when we do it. BUT luckily my DH has a (male) friend at work who used to hang wall-paper with a professional, and he’s volunteered his services. :thumbsup:I think I’m going find something ELSE to do on that day, out of the house, as I remember the time recently I enlisted DH’s help to install curtain rods in the kids’ room :eek: :eek: 😃 We have come to realize it would be very foolish indeed to think we can spend $300 on wallpaper and just magically throw it up on the walls.😊

wrings hands maybe we *should *just paint??! :o:shrug:😃 ahhhhh hate making decisions…

This is what I picked for the border, and for the walls
Very nice, and you are wise to have someone do it, esp. if you’ve never done it before. Also, go shopping while the paper is being hung.
 
well, we’be just added a new episode to the stories we’ll be able to tell people during parties…
the classic thing: we go out of our flat, DH first, I second, he asks me right when I AM slamming the door : “do you have your keys ?” :rolleyes:
of course neither of us had it, we’re on the 4th floor so even though the windows were open there was no climbing. And our door is the solid, perfect, metal thing which is devised to resist anything…

of course, 7 MAY, 6 PM, so already evening rate for anybody we would have called to have our door opened. Tomorrow is 8 May, a bank holiday in France. => we could count with a 500 € bill at least.

yet a friend - engineer - + half our neighbours contributed to the fact that we miraculously suceeded in opening the door after 3 hours trying every way which crossed our minds.

I brought a doble key to the building keeper right afterwards 🤷
 
well, we’be just added a new episode to the stories we’ll be able to tell people during parties…
the classic thing: we go out of our flat, DH first, I second, he asks me right when I AM slamming the door : “do you have your keys ?” :rolleyes:
of course neither of us had it, we’re on the 4th floor so even though the windows were open there was no climbing. And our door is the solid, perfect, metal thing which is devised to resist anything…

of course, 7 MAY, 6 PM, so already evening rate for anybody we would have called to have our door opened. Tomorrow is 8 May, a bank holiday in France. => we could count with a 500 € bill at least.

yet a friend - engineer - + half our neighbours contributed to the fact that we miraculously suceeded in opening the door after 3 hours trying every way which crossed our minds.

I brought a doble key to the building keeper right afterwards 🤷
Ah, such fun. That is why so people keep a spare key somewhere outside their home. Perhaps at their office or in their wallet or a purse.

Still, a fun story.
 
Okay, my first attempt at a wife decided that the oven was a good place to store the pots and pans that we received as a wedding gift. At the time, ths was an utterly alien concept to me. This did not include baking dishes, mixing bowls or the 12 quart pot and a couple of other skillets from an older set of mine.; just the pots and pans. It was a nice set, non-stick with wooden handles.

Now it became quite clear before we were married that she should simply not be allowed in the kitchen. Not only could she not cook, she regularly destroyed food. I am actually a pretty good cook, particularly Italian and basic Midwest American fare at that time. I am also pretty decent at trying new things. (I also bake and make bread and cakes from scratch.)

Anyway, so I decide I am going to make lasagna for dinner. I use the big pot to make the sauce, one of my older skillets to cook the Italian sausage (Hmm, where in the world are the new pans?) and some mixing bowls. Meanwhile, I preheat the oven. As I am finishing preparing the lasagna in the baking dish, I notice and odd smell. Something burning.

I immediately stop what I am doing and try to locate the smell. I can’t find it. It keeps getting worse. After a couple of minutes (the oven has been preheating for more than 20 minutes now) I check the oven.

When I open the door, smoke pours out. :eek: I start waving the smoke and open the windows just as the smoke alarm goes off.

By the time it is all finished, the whole set of cookware is utterly ruined. The handles are all charred and the non-stick coating on a few was starting to peel off. The entire set was landfill fodder.

My then attempt at a wife had arrived on the scene and was wondering how this all happened. And she looked at me with a quizzical expression. “Preheat the oven? Why do that? Why didn’t you check the oven before turning it on?”
 
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