Bridal Rose but No Bride and No Rose

I write this blog entry, completely exhausted, but extremely excited and feeling productive. This makes for a very weird feeling. Delirious, maybe. If there are a million typo's and nothing but jibber jabber, please ignore it. My day began at 6 am. I actually overslept. It was supposed to begin at 4 am. I know, I know. Ridiculous. But if you saw my list of "to do's", you'd understand why. The first part of my day was spent packaging, printing shipping labels and the post office. The second half of my day was spent on paperwork, emails and orders. The last half of my day was spent...

painting!!

 I finally got the painting done! Well, the walls. I almost postponed it for later this week, after a lil' kink in my schedule threw the day for a loophole. That kink happened to be me running out of gas and having to be pushed through an intersection. I always thought that would be embarrassing. I was absolutely correct. But my wonderful team insisted we get it done and I would be panicking, stressing out and running around in a frenzy if I postponed. They're awesome, I know! And so, I bit the bullet and did it. And I'm so happy I did. I feel alot better about the "extreme makeover" progress. 

I, personally, am not a painter. My last experience in painting was my bedroom a few years ago and I don't remember anything. I knew the supplies to buy at my Home Depot trip a couple weeks ago, but that's it. One of my assistants came in today and asked if I knew how much prep was involved. Her husband paints for a living. I acted like I knew, but honestly. I had no idea. I think she knew, but didn't want to tell me. And so, I learned tonight. We should've started at like, 1:00, prepping. Dear Lord! It's such a process. Not to mention, I didn't even think of a ladder. I'm 5'2. My assistant is like 3 feet. Not really, but close enough. I'm not sure where my head was? Thank God for nice janitors that work late and let you use the office ladder.

(We look so organized.)

My other assistant's family used to paint for a living. She saved the night! I don't even want to think of how it would've turned out, if she hadn't have been there. I think the walls would've looked like a pink zebra. I have a pretty steady hand, so guess what I got the job of?

(Taping)

Might, I add that taping is so boring. And FYI: Don't ever wear a nice pair of rider boots, while painting. They now look like Valentine's Day. Pink on red. Cute. Speaking of pink. I cannot quit bragging about the choice of pink. I was so worried about the color because it was not the "Tea Rose" I had chosen at the beginning of the planning process. If you're following my blog, you might remember that I chose "Bridal Rose" because I was not aware you could customize your color at Home Depot. See, I don't like that place. I have to say, I am happier with "Bridal Rose" than "Tea Rose". When the first swipe was brushed on, I screamed. Perfection. The absolutely perfect pink I want for the theme I'm going with.

Is that not perfect? I was a little concerned about how pink it would be. Too much pink can be gross. I personally think this is a great vintage pink. It's feminine, soft, romantic and subtle. Perfect.

I also, got the job of painting the trim. I'll admit, I'm pretty good at this. God blessed me with a steady hand. I was so concerned about getting paint on the other walls, door jams, outlets or carpet. It's funny how much you really care when you're paying the rent. Ha! Success! We walked away, "oops" free.

The finished product! I'll be able to have a much better shot in sunlight. Also, when it doesn't look like a tornado hit the place.

I cannot wait to start working on everything else. The next phase is sanding, stripping, painting and beating up wood tables. I'm planning on doing this task on a frustration day. I figure it could be good therapy. And so, until next time, enjoy!

Charity @ Dainty Button

~ xoxo