Painting a thousand reasons not to

Today has been a very busy day. Normally, I'm multi-tasking with the kids, you know how it goes. Well, today I was painting the upstairs bathroom while taking care of the kids. More like trying to keep the kids from getting in the paint, keep myself from spilling it, and keep it from getting everywhere I don't want it. Things would've gone well, it wasn't the paint that caused a problem, but the stupid putty.

It was one of those days I wanted to do harm to the prior owners. They redid the upstairs of the house, but it was a quick job. The bathroom has the tongue-and-groove paneling that goes half-way up the wall. Well, I think that it came primed, but the baseboard moulding didn't. Instead of doing things the right way, they just painted the baseboard close to the tile floor, leaving an inch or so of bare wood. They also left the nail holes there to glare at me every time I used the bathroom.

The bathroom is one of the things I wanted to fix when we first moved into the house, but we ended up moving my dad in the day we closed on the house since he was dying, my parents-in-law also moved in that day and my mother-in-law stayed living with us for three years. As soon as she moved out, we were pregnant (don't read anything into that). We have been dealing with infants for the past four years, so that hindered any hope of painting.

I'm not a patient person, but have waited for seven plus years to tackle this project. Went out and bought some white putty, white paint and a paint brush last night. Got up and puttied all the nail holes. Got the kids up, fed, dressed, etc., and starting taping. I hate taping. It takes longer than the whole job of painting.

When the kids took their nap, I started painting. Got everything painted, except for the areas where there was putty. The putty wasn't dry by midday so thought I'd wait until the kids were in bed tonight to sand the putty. It still isn't dry. I read the back of the putty jar. The stuff will NEVER dry, it isn't supposed to.

Why would you want putty that doesn't dry?

So, I had to go and wipe off all the goopy putty. My one-day job will now extend for another day. Argh.

Also, I had been trying to post earlier, but couldn't get blogger to work. I've had problems in the past where it won't save my drafts, won't publish my posts and won't publish comments. In between taping and painting and kids and what have you, I tried to get blogger to work. No go.

If you are reading this, I guess I finally got it to work. Attached is a picture of my daughter's room. I took it today because my cousin in CA wants to see it and I thought it would be a better picture to share than one of a bathroom. It's a castle theme that I painted on the walls. My dad was a wonderful artist, but liked things to be realistic like many of the Italian greats. I think he'd even give me a thumbs up on this. Too bad he's not here to do this himself...I can only imagine the wonders he would've done with my kids' rooms.