Im painting my bathroom this weekend. The colors called Drama Red. I wanted a beautiful, deep, rich, velvety look to contrast with the white tiling that covers most of the walls halfway up and in the tub/shower. That way I could decorate with crisp, clean whites with black contrasts.
Right now, I honestly think the color should be called Trauma Red instead. A coat of primer and two coats of the actual color, and quite frankly, it looks like a murder has taken place in my bathroom! The paint is splotchy in some areas and Im getting really frustrated. I think another coat is in order.
I called my dad last night for some advice, and he told me that the room is small enough to stop using the roller. He thinks thats where I may have gotten myself in trouble. Because the corners look dark were Ive gone back over with the brush.
And last night the cat got curious and stuck his little paw in some of the paint and freaked out, jumping all over the brand new carpet in the second bedroom!! I had to follow him around with the carpet cleaner, a brush, and the vacuum. When I tell you this color is red, I mean its bloody freakin Happy Valentines Day RRREEEDD!
Fuck.
Im not sure why I chose this weekend to do this. I should be getting myself organized and working. But I just dont feel like it, and I thought this little painting project would be fun, quick and easy. Instead its taking me the whole weekend and making me extremely frustrated.
Im going to run out and try to get some other errands run while I wait for this coat of paint to dry.
And maybe settle down a little bit.
Oh the drama of it all .
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