In August, one Monday night while I was at Weight Watchers, my husband beat down the bathroom down. Under normal circumstances, this fact would put me in a rage like you’ve never seen before. however, upon hearing the story, I probably would have done the same thing. CheezWaster went to use the bathroom, locked the door, and apparently decided to lay on the floor where he proceeded to fall asleep. After noticing that he was gone for an unusually long time, my husband went to check on him. He called CheezWaster’s name, banged on the door, and no response. Fearing the worst, he shouldered down the door, breaking the entire door frame in the process – only to find CheezWaster sleeping. Needless to say, we’ve had the job of fixing the door nagging us for some time now. Back in the winter, my husband and my father-on-law fixed the door and the molding, which I painted. Unfortunately, I also had to remove the wallpaper in this gateway area because the people that owned the home before us wallpapered up the side of the molding. The area is a small hallway that has doors to the basement, the guest room, our office, the bathroom and the linen closet. While it is a small area, it has a lot of molding and a lot of odd corners. Tonight, I did the first coat of the new paint. It is a drastic change to the old color. I’m excited. I like color. The old color was this peachy beige. I’ve never been fond of it, but it matched the color in the wallpaper that is in various rooms on our first floor. In doing this job, I decided a few things:
- There are professionals who do this sort of thing and I’m not one of them. I’m having a bitch of a time with the line between the wall and the ceiling, despite using one of those straight edged paint thingies (yes – that is the technical term!) There is such a different between the colors that any curvature in the line is very noticeable.
- I’m too damn short to paint. If I stand on the middle rung of the ladder, I’m not high enough. On the top rung, I’m too high and my head it touching the ceiling.
- I officially have used muscles I didn’t know existed in my arms. Numerous times, I felt like I was holding the paint holder punishment style. Both of my arms are killing me.
- I love my kids and I’m so glad that my husband found our son only sleeping on the floor, but this job SUCKS.
- I’m dreading tomorrow because I have to do the second coat.
The dark brown is the new color. To the right of the dark brown is the old color. BIG Difference!
The NEW Bathroom Door Frame
Danielle wrote:
Ooh, I love the new brown! And I promise, no one will notice the wall/ceiling join. It stressed me out too though.
mamamamahoney wrote:
Thanks – I’m hoping to eventually do the entire living room and up the stairs the same color, but that is the last room we are going to tackle given the painted over wallpaper and the fact that we want to replace the carpeting, too. We’re planning to do that in about 2 years when the kids are out of the “we’re still super messy” phase.
And – have you met my mom? I’m sure she will notice the joint line. No one else will, but she’ll notice. I’ll let you know after Easter.