Next house, we’re hiring painters.
We started with big plans – paint the living/dining room, hall, and both upstairs bedrooms. This quickly devolved into just the living/dining, hall, and trim in the master. Why? Because painting is HELL!!!!! Ok, the painting itself isn’t so bad, it’s the prep that goes into it that is truly awful. All the magazines, blogs, and home shows tell you that painting is the easiest, fastest, and cheapest way to improve your house. Now granted, it’s an improvment, but cheap, fast, and easy, no. I can barely type my hands hurt so much. And whatever those muscles are in the back of my thighs? Those really hurt, too. It hurts to stand up, sit down, walk, look up, look down, roll over, etc, etc. The only good news is that it hasn’t been hot – only about 30 degrees. I never thought I’d see 30 as cool, but when it’s been hovering around 39 for weeks, 30 is almost sweater weather!! But back to the paint oriented gryping. Why does no one mention that you need special primer to go over dark paint? Primer is primer, right? Well, apparently not, and we learned the hard way. It took 4 cans of primer for 2 rooms. And that stuff’s not cheap. Rona must love us – we’ve dropped about $450 there this weekend.
Now for some before, during, and afters:
The photos really don’t do justice to how ugly the colours were in these rooms. They were dark, industrial, reminiscent of newborns’ diapers. And shiny. What’s up with shiny paint?
Things started to look up once we got the primer on. Both the hall and the living/dining room looked so much bigger and brighter, and more like somewher we wanted to spend some time. We decided not to paint the fireplace, but (don’t tell Jamie), I think it needs to be done. Menana!
I didn’t take a shot of the hall primed because it was such a beast. It took 4 coats. Four. Every one of them mind-numbing, back breaking, hand blistering hell. I’m pretty sure I layered in at least 2 flies with the primer, too.
We still need to finish the trim and do some touch ups, but I couldn’t be happier with how things look. Well, I could be, and that would be if we’d paid a couple of dudes to do this for us and gone to the lake. Whatever, live and learn.
Oh, and if anyone heard some intense swearing coming from our place this afternoon, this is why:
And that’s when we decided to call it a day.