As
well as the mess left by removing the door - I had a pinned on
draught excluder to remove. Then, I was all set to go with my
painting the kitchen task. I began the next day - a Wednesday in the
middle of the month. I began by wiping down the walls, sanding them
down, then wiping them down again. That sounds simple... Allow me to
assure you it is not quite as simple as it sounds and to inform you
that it took me 5 hours - almost 6 if you count a beer break and a
break to eat a bowl of chilled stewed apple.
This
shot looks so clean. Let me assure you it was not as clean as it
looks. There was dust everywhere from the sanding. I had begun to
move the first 1-2 pieces of furniture into the center of the room.
That was not so hard. It was when I got around to the sink and had
nowhere to put the cabinet, table, or fridge that I began to wonder
if I had taken on a little too much and should scream for a pro to
come in and do it for me.
Before
getting that far, I got to the Flatley - there was nowhere to put it
to clear out another day - so I had to turn it out - and throw it
outdoors right away. I can recall it being used for its proper
purpose of airing damp clothing when I was a child - but it had long
since been turned into a closet. I mean, you would not want to put
clean clothing in there now, would you?
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