So the weird thing is, it's totally dry where the popcorn fell off...but there's a wet spot just below it. It rained really hard last night, and we're missing a roof tile. We have a temporary patch on it (because the roof tiles are no longer made, so we've been searching Craigslist and re-use places FOREVER), but apparently our patch job isn't very good. Doh!
Oh, well. We've already scraped all the popcorn ceilings in our upstairs. I just had hoped to get our kitchen completed before moving on to this room.
As you can see, we have vaulted ceilings, so I spent quite a few hours with my head about 14 feet above the ground. As a rock-climbing fan, I'm not terribly afraid of heights, but it's definitely much more enjoyable when you're harnessed in and have your hubby at belay.
Here's what was finished after one afternoon of moving furniture, scraping, sweeping, and vacuuming like a madwoman.
I have no idea how we're going to reach the center of the room...there's nothing to prop the ladder against, and our ladder is already ginormous when folded in 1/2. What a pain.
But, the good news is I now know I can reach all the walls and ceilings in my dining room (it ends at about the 1/2 way point of the living room, so ceilings aren't as high). I may attempt to adios those nasty red walls on my own. I'm seeing primer in my near future...