We bought our first home in mid-2008, paying little attention to issues within the home that many first home owners often miss. It had been built by the husband prior to his getting married, you could tell this as the master bedroom only had a single towel rail, so to the other bathroom servicing three bedrooms; lighting was also budget package, scantily installed and insufficient for the size of home.
Perhaps worst of all was his awful interior decorating, now it certainly wasn’t that dreadful floral print vomit you see on some homes, thank you for that. Instead, every wall was one of two shades of yellow, either a pale yellow or a deeper mustard-like yellow. To add insult to injury, yes there’s more, there are these ornate cornices with coloured reliefs. Years ago I started painting those white as they’re too difficult to remove, and painting these actually improved their look, making them look almost classy. I stopped with my bedroom and the front dining room, my arm just ached and my neck screamed.
This weekend I decided to get in with repainting my ensuite, banish the pale yellow walls. The ceiling had issues with paint peeling due to my fan dying, which as I began rolling the ceiling white this afternoon just got worse. Arrgggh! Well, I now discover there’s more to this painting than meets the eye, seems I now need to add joint compound, then sand, repeat, prime, and only then do I get to paint the ceiling white. Yowza.
This has thrown a spanner in the works, was hoping to paint the walls the dark green-blue grey colour I’d bought today, seems I may be waiting till Wednesday potentially.
All this painting is certainly leaving me rather tired. New found respect for those who paint for a living, it’s hard graft! One thing is for sure, I’m no Michelangelo, I’ll be painting no chapel ceilings anytime soon 🙂