We spent it decorating, of course. It basically involved a whole load of sanding and painting, and then resanding and repainting when Teddy brushed up against wet paint and stuck it with a ton of long black hairs, and then a bit more sanding for good measure.
My Mum gave me some little cotton gloves the other day so that I could wear them at night with lots of hand cream on (Yep, Jason *is* a lucky guy) but they came into their own this weekend as my ‘sanding gloves’. I wore those babies all weekend long, and they protected my hands from the worst of the sanding paper damage. Though to be honest with you, my hands are now so rough that I could all but sand down a radiator with them bare, no need for sanding paper. Le sigh.This has turned into a mega whinge. It’s not supposed to be. Though I have kind of hit my decorating limit. It was fun for the first couple of days, but I think Jason and I are both pretty sick of it all now. Even Teddy’s had enough. He had to stay shut in the kitchen for most of Saturday, and made it quite clear that he was not impressed with the situation. He spent his weekend stealing scraps of sandpaper (though I couldn’t for the life of me work out where he kept producing it from), and throwing a strop when he wasn’t allowed into the living room. That dog gives the best stink eye.
AND NOW! Get ready, because I’m going to bestow upon you all my tips for an easy decorating process! (serious pearls of wisdom here, let me tell you):
ONE!: Never eat yoghurt shortly after using polyfiller, and then lick a blob of what looks like yoghurt off the back of your hand. Because it might just not be yoghurt, right? (p.s. Polyfiller tastes bad.) (p.p.s. I learnt this a couple of years back during a different decorating project, but the advice is still sound.)
TWO!: Give yourself an insanely short time period in which to complete said DIY/decorating project! I’m of the opinion (<*typo* I just wrote ‘I’m of the onion’. Great.) that if you give yourself two weeks to complete a project that could, with hard work, be completed in one, it’s impossible not to drag your feet and have it end up taking longer than it needs to. I find mess incredibly stressful, and so would rather have complete chaos in every room of the house for a short period of time, than have to live with ongoing (< *typo* I SERIOUSLY JUST WROTE ONION AGAIN. WHAT IS GOING ON?) mess in one or two rooms for a longer period. Also, Jason and I are both dreadful ‘do it in a minute-ers’, and so do well when under the cosh.
THREE!: Been rinsing for ten minutes? Yep. That paint roller probably still has paint in it.
FOUR!: Four words for you: Netflix. In. The. Background. We’ve been playing old episodes of The Office (U.S, of course) constantly over the past few days. It’s been a lifesaver. We would have been watching House of Cards, but sanding makes so much noise and we didn’t want to miss anything. (Sidenote: We’re on episode 3 of season 1 of HOC. When does it get amazing?)
FIVE!: Don’t make rush decisions about paint colours. That’s all I’ll say about that. (And also, it should be illegal for paint to look different when swatched versus how it looks all over the walls. Illegal.)
SIX!: If your partner’s better at painting/furniture assembling/drilling/*insert other random DIY job here* than you are, totally just let them do it. Jason is the King of neat cutting-in, whereas I am Queen of wobbly lines. I used to try and do the painting anyway, not because I enjoyed it at all but just to prove that I could, and that led to a whole lot of uhh…’constructive criticism’, shall we say? ;) Now I just willingly hand the reins over to Jason, and act as paintbrush and roller-washer in chief instead. It makes for a far easier life!
And so endeth Rosie’s tips for a stress-free (HA! Impossible!) decorating project! Now, please tell me all about the lovely things you did this weekend! Because I’d like to live vicariously through you, and pretend eating half a pack of mini Cadbury’s Creme Eggs isn’t the most fun I’ve had in the past 48 hours. So lay it on me! (Also, sunshine! How splendid is it? I’m about to go and get ready to walk that handsome pooch of ours, and will be making the bold move of going scarf-less! Roll on Spring!)