So normally I write about how much fun domestic bliss is and mostly I mean it, but people, there are situations that are sometimes necessary that aren't really all that fun. Take my dining room for example, it "was", and we'll get to that in a minute, old ladylike with horrible wallpaper below the chair rail and sea foam green on top. The paint resembled primer in color and texture. I can't imagine ever thinking that was smashing. I have loathed it from first sight. I finally mustered the courage to take on the project Saturday.
The trip to Lowe's was simple enough. All by myself, I found the right aisle and the right products without the help of a man, or anyone for that matter. Proud was the emotion, as I got home ripped open the packaging and began to undertake the task at hand. I read the instructions and followed them perfectly. I have never in my life removed wallpaper nor applied any to a wall and after the horror that it was to strip I probably never will again. As I scraped, sprayed, and pulled I wondered if it was all worth it. I did this for hours people. I completely lost track of time and we missed out on a party we were going to because I miss judged the time frame that it would take to complete this.
Sorry Hollie and Roger, we will catch you next time, and we love you guys.
After Big and I cleaned up, we pretty much fell right to sleep.
He got up in the morning and I decided that the painting of the dining room would begin immediately. Took me almost two hours just to tape the dang room. How frustrating, right? Considering I wanted to be on time and completed by 2pm, it was making me crazy. I slapped the first coat of La Fonda Sombrero on the wall and behold the beauty of, UT orange. What a nightmare! It looked more like a stadium color or maybe a locker room or something. I don't really know, but it needed to be on something else.
It was awful. The panic and frustration I felt was palpable. The only thing I knew to do was get my girls in on it. I sent pictures of the room to Mom and Dee Dee. The feedback I got was things like, " I didn't know you guys were Tennessee fans". Yeah, ha ha. Big was on the golf course that morning, and when he finally checked in with me I busted it all out. I just couldn't believe how such a pretty color on that little card turned into hunters, glow in the dark orange. He assured me that I was exaggerating and he would take a look when he arrived. Oh, yeah he took a quick look alright. All it took was a glance to know that it was unacceptable.
And back to Lowe's we went.
Now, the next color was/is gorgeous. Much creamier and rich, were the other was stark and harsh. I felt so tired but very anxious to finish that I insisted that we press on to get it all done. Really, the pressing reason was that I didn't want to clean it all up but just throw it all away when we were done. Yeah, great plan. Didn't happen.
It was still wet when we went to bed at 10:30pm last night but I couldn't so much as stand any longer. I was/am exhausted and VERY sore. There is still so much to do. There is furniture all is disarray in the house with tarps and covers everywhere. Our dogs didn't know what the heck we were doing. I will be overjoyed when night falls on tonight because, surely, we will be done.
Until next time, if you are painting don't call me. Apparently, I have a bad painting omen. LOL.
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