Well, not that kind of stripper! You see, it all comes down to a simple shower curtain. (Just follow along. We will get to the stripper portion soon) We bought a new shower curtain from IKEA months ago. It was
our (my) whole inspiration for the bathroom. If you were to come over and get a tour of our house, I would show you the shower curtain first so I could share my vision with you! Months have gone by, and I was starting to wonder if that shower curtain was going to be like that great outfit you bought on sale for when you lost 10 more pounds. Everyone knows that never works out! Mr. P and I finally gave up, and put up the shower curtain without re-doing the bathroom. Then in less than a week of looking at it, we were off to get paint.
This bathroom is just UGLY! And the ugly yellow is not only in bathroom, but we have the great pleasure of experiencing this pukey color in the kitchen and hallway. If you could just picture in your head for a moment, the color of your first morning pee mixed with bananas. That is the only way to describe the color!
A true test of a relationship is how well you work together to complete a project. I figured since the bathroom is small, it is a great first project to start with. We had the debate on whether we should sand the doors down and paint them, or strip & stain them. I decided it would be best to strip them and stain them. When I insisted that is what
we (he) should do, I really thought I was going to do it. Nope! Mr. P on his day off stripped ALL day on those doors and he isn’t even close to being done. The bad thing is, we are on a deadline. In only 3 days we have all 7 kids back for a week. Keep in mind this is the only bathroom in the house. Those doors need to be back on by then, or there will be total anarchy in the house for the next week. Just like everything Mr. P does, those doors have to be perfect! I guess I know what we are doing for the next few days.
I hope this warning will save just one person. Never start a project when you are sick! My sinus infection turned into walking pneumonia, and painting should be the last thing you do. I am a messy painter, and Mr. P has made it very clear he is picky when it comes to edges. Knowing this, I was going to try to be the neatest painter ever! In my head I could picture myself doing all the right things. I just didn’t think it would involve coughing, Kleenex, and snot dripping into the paint. I never knew that when you sneezed into the paint tray it would create splatter against the wall! Believe me, it does!!!!! Now, if the splatter look was what we wanted, I would be all set! I spent more time cleaning up my splatter than I did painting the ceiling. Tomorrow I am going to start the trim. I think I should go pick up a mask for myself.
Max wanted to help me paint!