I don't know why I have such an aversion to projects of any sort. I just.........I don't know. Am I really that afraid of making a mistake? Do I run from things that require my total concentration? These are the sort of questions I asked myself. These are the sorts of things that ran through my mind these past six or seven years. Am I really that afraid of change? Why must I analyze everything?
Anyway....I finally bit the bullet and marched my little self to Home Depot and said, "yes," to the colors my daughter picked out. That's right...colors...as in, there has to be an accent wall....duh! So...I've never painted anything other than a rock and a paint-by-number of a butterfly when I was under the age of 10. I knew, though I don't know how, that I needed that blue tape stuff. Other than that I was pretty clueless. Enamel? Indoor/outdoor? Topcoat? Huh?! Oh, wait?! I'll need brushes, rollers,....a pan.....uhhhhh.....thinking along these lines tends to make me put off painting my daughter's room for another six or seven years. Nope. This time I'm going to follow through.
So....with a bucket...I mean, a gallon, of hot pink paint and a gallon of dark brown paint later I started rolling paint onto my daughter's bedroom walls. After two fuchsia splats onto my dark pine dining room table chair I recalled the words, "drop cloth." Fortunately, I am a hoarder. This means that I had, in my immediate possession, several used, plastic, shower liners. I was actually starting to get the hang of it. Or so I thought. Not one to fret over 'exactness,' I 'accidentally' got a few bright pink 'marks' on the ceiling....oooops! Then, when my daughter and I 'finished' painting we realized that, perhaps, we should have used wider tape. Oh well. Creative expression.....isn't that what true artists have? When we pulled the blue tape off the baseboards we quickly discovered that it would've been better had we waited for the paint to dry. No worries....we can 'touch up' later. (Not exactly sure when 'later' will be). Also....I kinda forgot where I put the switch plates and outlet covers. Oh well. You can hardly see the light switches or plugs since my daughter and I painted them. We erroneously thought that 'that part' will be covered by the plate/cover anyway,'.....wrong.
Now, several weeks past the 'day of painting,' my daughter's room is very cute and cozy and oh so gorgeous....as long as you don't turn on the lights or plug anything in. As far as the dangling blue tape above the doorways and along the baseboards...well....we consider that 'decor!'
