Alternate titles to this post: Why Do We Keep Buying Olympic Paint?, Second Marriages, Evolving Tastes, Hugging the Toilet, Fragile Flower, Husband Is Not Observant
What the heck am I talking about? Good question.
This week-end I decided that I wanted to start our powder room’s make-over. The only thing we have done to this room since we moved in is hang a mirror above the sink. I believe that took us close to a year. Oh yeah, I added the toilet paper holder too.
Not bad. Just not the vision I have for this room. This is the potty everyone uses when they visit our house and I wanted the room to be a little prettier.
Cue the white paint. Olympic’s One to be exact. It’s official. We will no longer be purchasing Olympic paint for our walls (We will use it for furniture.). We’re a sucker for new things and went for the One. It took three coats and still doesn’t look the best. We know how to paint. We’ve painted two entire houses. We used a good roller and good paint brush. We were covering a light paint color. A gallon of paint (for this tiny room) and 3 coats later and we have “meh” results. I still have some touch up to do but this is how we ended the week-end.
Looks better, right? Don’t you just love it?……..
Okay, it’s not done. Just one step closer to my vision. Or according to my husband, “one of my crazy ideas.” He was less than happy with me when I asked for his help with painting. I promised to do the whole room myself. This worked until I realized that there is only so much space for a ladder in this room…and I’m short. And afraid of heights.
And now for our alternative post titles:
Second Marriages: While crammed in this tiny room together I asked Nate if he wants his second wife to be into DIY projects/decorating. He said it was a toss up but she definitely needed to be able to paint on her own. I told him that was okay because my second husband will either love to paint or be a billionaire and will let me hire it done. It’s good to dream. Keeps the marriage strong.
Evolving Tastes: We discussed my need to re-do our entire house. I explained to Nate that I have “evolving tastes.” He laughed hard on this one. I don’t get it.
Hugging the Toilet: Did you know that it’s hard to paint behind a toilet? I ended up straddling it. I’ll spare you the photo.
Fragile Flower: Nate tried to show me how I could use the ladder and reach places that I told him that I couldn’t reach. I have this thing called a fear of heights and anything above the second step of the ladder makes me weak in the knees. He wanted to know what I thought would happen if I fell two feet. I told him that I might break a hip because I’m fragile. He then proceeded to call me his fragile flower.
Husband Is Not Observant:
Nate (during our 3rd coat of paint): “What color was this room originally?”
Michelle: “You don’t know the color of a room you have peed in for the past 3 years? Seriously?”
What do you think of our white room? Do you and your spouse paint well together? Who else has evolving tastes?