I got a jumpstart on the weekend painting on the third floor, moving the furniture into a complicated maze and doing the first two coats (SW6477 Tidewater from Sherwin Williams) before grabbing a delicious dinner at Jon & Patty's with Debbie and hitting ACME for a few things. We did the final touch ups on the first room, shopped a LulaRoe sale from the couch, and called it a night.
Saturday we put the first room back together and moved all of the furniture out of the second aside from the heavy as fuck bunk beds. We moved them as much as we could and painted around. File under: things that were not fun. We guffawed at each other when we got caught back there. I was, as always, a disastrous mess of a painter. The paint in this room is SW6512 Balmy from Sherwin Williams.
While the first coat was drying, we had lunch at Yianni's and stopped into Blue Lotus and Drip N' Scoop before checking out the beach. It was Girls Weekend in OC, but I don't think they meant girls dragging themselves around town like paint splattered hobos.
Sunday sunrise. I missed these, so much. Outside of summer, waterproof boots are a must.
We carried a bunch of shit from the third floor down three flights to ground level and other shit down two to the second level. Then the real bullshit began. Scraping, priming, and painting wood ravaged by salt air. Basically looking up and holding our arms up for three hours except for the half hour Debbie spent scraping the concrete. They were washed, scraped, scrubbed with a wire brush and still dirty as fuck so the paint made a huge difference. Two beams remain unfinished and I need to go back and clean the paint from the underside of the deck but at that point I was seeing stars and desperate for a neck brace. We ripped the carpet up off the porch (disregard the years of dirt under it, that will be dealt with next weekend) and did a lot of clean up before getting Wawa and then heading out. Debbie totally rocks. I think I broke us this weekend and she was a huge help and a total trooper. Or, you might say, badass.
I got home a little after 3, did three loads of laundry, and slumped on the couch with my teeth in my mouth, too tired to breathe. I briefly considered not painting my hobo looking nails but could not get down with that (Rimmel Sweet Lavender and Grey Matter). The dogs were happy to have me home and stationary.
No food made, no blogs written or planned. Let's see what this week brings, shall we?
Linking up with Biana at B Loved Boston for Weekending