What a weekend! Before I get into it, I just wanted to show everyone what I look like now - 8 months along! Anyway, Brian and I decided to paint the room that we're turning into the nursery. Painting is not rocket science - you pick the color(s), buy the supplies, paint a few coats, and you're done. It's actually difficult to really mess it up if you're just a bit careful. All was going well, until we completed the second coat of the lighter walls (as you can see from the pictures, we did one wall a darker green than the rest). There was a bit of a rough patch on one of the walls - somehow, the paint just hadn't covered it very well. In hindsight, we should have just let it go - chances are it wouldn't bother us for that long and most people probably wouldn't notice it. Is that what we did? Nooo - I had to take the roller that didn't have very much paint on it and try and patch it up, thinking it should just blend it. Made it worse. So later Brian tried with more paint on the roller - only made the area bigger. At this point I need to make it clear that all along Brian was the voice of reason - he suggested right away that we just repaint the entire wall if it bothered me, but I wanted to take shortcuts. Anyway, at 7:30pm last night, I went upstairs to observe the wall and see if I could live with it - I could not. I started crying uncontrollably as though the world had come to an end and poor Brian had no idea what he was to do! He suggested that we try to repaint the whole wall as that seemed to be the only solution to this problem. I had thrown away that last roller because I was determined at the time that no matter how it looked I did not want to repaint the entire wall, so now Brian had to make a trip to Home Depot to get another roller. He called and asked me if I was sure we would have enough paint left over to do the entire wall and I assured him it would be fine (there was after all half an inch of paint in the bottom of the can - you can shake your head now). So I'm doing all the cutting in around the edges and baseboard while he's off to Home Depot and he comes back with this enormously fluffy roller - I think it soaked up all the paint we had in like two dippings! Now we had a problem - weren't going to have enough paint. Sooooo Brian was off to Home Depot again, where he ALMOST didn't get the paint because they close at 8 on Saturdays (who knew!) but luckily he was able to sneak in just before (phew!) so I finished the wall and we were able to relax - finally, the wall was done. We went downstairs, watched a movie, relaxed for a bit, and when we came upstairs to check on the wall, we noticed that the part we had rollered was
lighter than the edges. Thinking it must just need more time to dry, we went to bed, all the while deep down having a sinking feeling that this was not going to correct itself. I got up at about 2:45am to use the washroom, and started thinking about the wall and just had to go check (here's where I'm going to really start blaming my pregnancy hormones for making me irrational!). Sure enough, the edges were noticeably darker than the middle. At this point I thought the new can of paint must have been slightly lighter - that can happen when they mix it at the store - so what did I do? I get the paint brush and repaint the edges - at 3am. How can you be so wide awake and yet so tired? I don't really know. Anyway, I got back to bed and had a restless sleep until morning. Of course I had to get up super early just to see if my experiment had worked. To my dismay I discovered that the edges were indeed still darker. Wow you can't imagine my disappointment. Brian gets up, and being the rational one in all of this (and I thank him for finding a solution and not just having me committed like I'm sure he thought I deserved at that point!) he figured out that the new paint was NOT lighter than the last can, but for some unknown reason the last time we rollered the paint must not have been mixed properly (it was straight from the mixer at Home Depot - how could it not be mixed properly?!). So the decision was made to reroller the wall and be done with it. One thing I should mention is that last night after we rollered the wall Brian wanted to clean the roller just in case we needed it again - I assured him (because I really am of sound mind) that would not be necessary, and if it was surely we could just soak it in hot water for a while and it would be good to go. As you can probably guess, soaking it did NOT help so we were off to Home Depot once more for another roller! It's a good thing it's so close or this could have been much more of a painful experience. I finally conquered the wall today - I rollered it and sure enough, it now matches the edges. The ironic thing is that the wall itself is still not perfect - there are still patches that look a bit more dull than the rest. But I assure you - I am now willing to live with those imperfections (as most people do!) and am NOT going near a painting project again for a LOOOONNNGGG time! On the bright side, the colours look great and now that we got the crib, glider rocker and dresser set up in there, it looks awesome:).
Our baby has a room! Still pretty plain - still need to figure out what we want on the walls etc, but it's a good start. It was all worth it in the end, although I have to wonder - how much less stressful would this weekend have been if I could have just been reasonable about the rough patch. Anyway, I have decided to blame the entire episode on pregnancy hormones and take no responsibility for it whatsoever. Oh it's going to be a longgg five weeks! Thank goodness I have a husband who loves me:).
What a weekend! Before I get into it, I just wanted to show everyone what I look like now - 8 months along! Anyway, Brian and I decided to paint the room that we're turning into the nursery. Painting is not rocket science - you pick the color(s), buy the supplies, paint a few coats, and you're done. It's actually difficult to really mess it up if you're just a bit careful. All was going well, until we completed the second coat of the lighter walls (as you can see from the pictures, we did one wall a darker green than the rest). There was a bit of a rough patch on one of the walls - somehow, the paint just hadn't covered it very well. In hindsight, we should have just let it go - chances are it wouldn't bother us for that long and most people probably wouldn't notice it. Is that what we did? Nooo - I had to take the roller that didn't have very much paint on it and try and patch it up, thinking it should just blend it. Made it worse. So later Brian tried with more paint on the roller - only made the area bigger. At this point I need to make it clear that all along Brian was the voice of reason - he suggested right away that we just repaint the entire wall if it bothered me, but I wanted to take shortcuts. Anyway, at 7:30pm last night, I went upstairs to observe the wall and see if I could live with it - I could not. I started crying uncontrollably as though the world had come to an end and poor Brian had no idea what he was to do! He suggested that we try to repaint the whole wall as that seemed to be the only solution to this problem. I had thrown away that last roller because I was determined at the time that no matter how it looked I did not want to repaint the entire wall, so now Brian had to make a trip to Home Depot to get another roller. He called and asked me if I was sure we would have enough paint left over to do the entire wall and I assured him it would be fine (there was after all half an inch of paint in the bottom of the can - you can shake your head now). So I'm doing all the cutting in around the edges and baseboard while he's off to Home Depot and he comes back with this enormously fluffy roller - I think it soaked up all the paint we had in like two dippings! Now we had a problem - weren't going to have enough paint. Sooooo Brian was off to Home Depot again, where he ALMOST didn't get the paint because they close at 8 on Saturdays (who knew!) but luckily he was able to sneak in just before (phew!) so I finished the wall and we were able to relax - finally, the wall was done. We went downstairs, watched a movie, relaxed for a bit, and when we came upstairs to check on the wall, we noticed that the part we had rollered was 
lighter than the edges. Thinking it must just need more time to dry, we went to bed, all the while deep down having a sinking feeling that this was not going to correct itself. I got up at about 2:45am to use the washroom, and started thinking about the wall and just had to go check (here's where I'm going to really start blaming my pregnancy hormones for making me irrational!). Sure enough, the edges were noticeably darker than the middle. At this point I thought the new can of paint must have been slightly lighter - that can happen when they mix it at the store - so what did I do? I get the paint brush and repaint the edges - at 3am. How can you be so wide awake and yet so tired? I don't really know. Anyway, I got back to bed and had a restless sleep until morning. Of course I had to get up super early just to see if my experiment had worked. To my dismay I discovered that the edges were indeed still darker. Wow you can't imagine my disappointment. Brian gets up, and being the rational one in all of this (and I thank him for finding a solution and not just having me committed like I'm sure he thought I deserved at that point!) he figured out that the new paint was NOT lighter than the last can, but for some unknown reason the last time we rollered the paint must not have been mixed properly (it was straight from the mixer at Home Depot - how could it not be mixed properly?!). So the decision was made to reroller the wall and be done with it. One thing I should mention is that last night after we rollered the wall Brian wanted to clean the roller just in case we needed it again - I assured him (because I really am of sound mind) that would not be necessary, and if it was surely we could just soak it in hot water for a while and it would be good to go. As you can probably guess, soaking it did NOT help so we were off to Home Depot once more for another roller! It's a good thing it's so close or this could have been much more of a painful experience. I finally conquered the wall today - I rollered it and sure enough, it now matches the edges. The ironic thing is that the wall itself is still not perfect - there are still patches that look a bit more dull than the rest. But I assure you - I am now willing to live with those imperfections (as most people do!) and am NOT going near a painting project again for a LOOOONNNGGG time! On the bright side, the colours look great and now that we got the crib, glider rocker and dresser set up in there, it looks awesome:). 
Our baby has a room! Still pretty plain - still need to figure out what we want on the walls etc, but it's a good start. It was all worth it in the end, although I have to wonder - how much less stressful would this weekend have been if I could have just been reasonable about the rough patch. Anyway, I have decided to blame the entire episode on pregnancy hormones and take no responsibility for it whatsoever. Oh it's going to be a longgg five weeks! Thank goodness I have a husband who loves me:). 
