I’ll start of by saying that I now respect the work done by painters more than I ever did. Not that I didn’t respect their work before, but it seemed so much easier before I actually had to do it…
- Choosing the paint – As a guy I can only distinguish 10, maybe 20, different colors (no, I’m not exaggerating, all guys are like this. And if you know one that knows more of them, well…), so when confronted with half a dozen shades of each of those, times at least three levels of shininess…
- Preparing the room – That starts by taking everything out of the room, to make it easier to “navigate” around it while painting and also to avoid getting paint on everything. Then comes putting masking tape wherever the wall touches stuff that’s not supposed to get paint on it (like light switches and ceiling). And don’t forget to clean the areas that are to be painted (I might have skipped this last one).
- Painting – When you’re already quite worked up, the bulk of the work begins. The walls themselves are not that hard. It’s the corners (top, bottom and sides) and the details (around windows, light switches, etc…) that are tough.
- Cleaning – Just when you think you just can’t take it anymore you still have to clean all the brushes and rollers. Be prepared to spend some time squeezing them to try and get all the paint out. (I think I would have just thrown them away if they were mine…). Cold water makes it even worse and if you do it in a bathtub your back will scream for mercy. Oh, and don’t forget to take out the masking tape.
- Moving back in – The final part is hauling everything back inside the room. This is actually the least terrible part of all, since you can already see the light at the end of the tunnel very clearly. It’s still a pain to get everything set up properly.
So, next time you decide to paint your room another color… think again. I know I won’t be doing it again unless it’s absolutely unavoidable. I’ll try to avoid renting pink rooms from now on