My house is in a serious state of despair. We are redoing our “master” bathroom; new paint, new lighting, new vanity, new decor etc etc. For some reason the rest of the house is suffering because one of the smallest rooms in the house is getting special treatment.
I’m a scattered mess when it comes to doing things in an orderly, step by step fashion. I’ve been known to start cleaning one room and end up doing something entirely different with an entirely different outcome and an entirely puzzled expression from my husband at the end of the day. For example; I started cleaning the kitchen (it was in one of those, haven’t been touched in a week stages). I was clearing off the table and saw a jacket so I took it to the closet in the living room which is where I found a pile of shoes. Oh my those need to be sorted I took a few pairs to my room and threw them on top of a lot of other pairs of shoes in our closet which is when I decided the closet needed some serious straightening. One thing led to another and within 20 minutes everything in our closet was out on the bed ready for some major sorting. But then the baby cried and he needed fed so the closet was forgotten as was the disarrayed kitchen and well the rest is history. My husband gets from work and just looks at me with a long shake of his head. He knows, oh he knows.
The simple task of cleaning the kitchen left me with my closet on my bed and my kitchen remaining in that sad state. So you can imagine where redoing a bathroom will lead me. Last night it lead me to the kitchen (yes the kitchen again) where instead of starting on the bathroom I ended up painting the trim in the kitchen white. Now if you have read my other DIY Posts you know that the majority of my house is honey oak. Honey oak wood floors, honey oak trim, honey oak blinds, honey oak cabinets and then everything else is brass. I was up to my eyeballs in honey oak and brass and was starting to get itchy scalp from it! (Itchy scalp – something that occurs after severe annoyances, such as noises, colors and people feel as though they are suffocating you. This actually originated from my sister, she used to start itching her head when she became irritated with something or someone and it always made us laugh.)
Anyways I have completed the bottom trim in kitchen and am back to the bathroom to finish what I started. Hopefully next week I will have an updated bathroom to share with you!
You can find the paint I used on the trim here
I didn’t sand or prime but did scrub it as clean as possible.