So since I’m moving in to Shannon’s here soon I’m taking over the spare bedroom as my office. The room was tan (like beige) and red (like maroon) and had a puppy dog border in the middle. Instinctively Shannon knew that the colors in the room wouldn’t do.
So she charged me to go out and find a new color, which I did… Rainstorm from Sherwin Williams. It’s like a Midnight Blue which is my Crayola color favorite.
So we took the wallpaper trim off on Monday and starting taping… finished taping on Tuesday and did the primer, and then on Wednesday painted the first and second coats. Today we started to take off the tape to see our work.. and it needs some touching up.. but other than that, it’s done.
Sound like it was fun? No.. overall it was a hellish experience sent from Lucifer himself to destroy the soul and hope of all mankind. I hate painting. It sucks. There is nothing good about it. Well, there is one thing almost good about it.. when it’s done… then it looks pretty ok, except for the parts that are fucked up and need repainting… so.. even the good is still mostly a hot poker in the ass… fire and brimstone.
Truly damper on my will to live.
Fuck that.