The other day, a contractor came over to my house to paint my bedroom ceiling which had suffered from a leak. As he painted, he joked that I can watch and learn so that next time I will be able to do the painting around the house.
No chance, I told him. Not because I don’t want to (we all initially find the idea of painting fun) but because everytime I would suggest I do the painting, I am met with a “No! You will mess up my carpets!” You probably have experienced the same thing when it comes to painting for the first time. Mothers are very protective over the furniture which is why when my dad (who also lacks ‘real painting experience’) says he will paint, then my mum looks on in fear.
However, yesterday that all changed. Since I am free from college, I put my foot down and declared I will paint my room but even then, I was cautioned not to paint near the newly installed bookshelves for if I got any paint on them, ‘I’d be dead’. Yes, death threats for furniture. Just shows how we choose wood over humans in today’s world.
So I began to paint, near the bookshelves too for I may aswell do the job properly. The fact that I did not get any paint on the beloved shelves is shown in the fact I am still alive today. Now however, there is another worrying development. As I told my parents about how the painting had gone well, they said: “good, now you can do all the other painting around the house whenever it is needed.”
How did that happen? Twelve hours ago they could not trust me to paint my room completely and now I am the resident painter?
What have I got myself into!
Until Next Time
A Worried Student
A WORRIED STUDENT 
I love painting, though since last summer I didn’t have a job so I got stuck refinishing my deck which is huge. Now I’m not so sure I like painting so much. At least if I do it I get to pick the colour.
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Haha! As with all things, too much of it takes the sweetness away right?
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yup
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I’ve never had to worry about carpets when I’ve painted, but the mere fact that I love painting, has had my parents on this ‘I know Sandi will paint the whole house if we needed her to’… so my fault for opening my mouth and talking about how much I love painting (I must admit, I’m sorta good at it!).
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Haha 😀 Well at least you absolutely love doing it!
Hmm available for hire? 😛
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It depends!… 😉
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Haha 😀
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This blog perfectly describes the weird balance of growing up and getting the responsibility you always wanted and then realizing you might want to return some of it. Haha!
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Haha yup! You want to grow up and then realise it isn’t all fun and games!
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Painting and I are not close friends. I’ve been told it’s because I am always in too much of a hurry. 🙂
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Haha yes it does take a while to do and then you have to.wait for it to dry between coats. Aaah!
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I hate painting. I always think it’s gonna be fun….I’ve left many a wall unfinished
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Haha! Poor you!
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But aren’t you proud you did a good job? Maybe a charge a little bit next time or ask for a favor. 🙂
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Yup! 😀
Haha noo if I charge they will just ignore it lol
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My flatmate won’t even let me paint the doors – I’m avoiding adulthood for a little while longer!
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Haha 😀 One day you should just go ahead and paint them, then hide?
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Hahaha I don’t think I’d live to tell the tale! I love her but she definitely has a touch of Monica from Friends in her! Best to leave the paintbrush alone 😉
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Aah yes better not risk your life then!
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I’ll just stay here and look pretty.
If I need any painting done I’ll just invite you round to do it for me. 😉
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Haha 😀 Okay as long as tea and biscuits are provided! 😛
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Done! What are you partial to? Rich tea or custard cream?
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Hmm I am more of a custard cream person these days.
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Hahahaha ha 😄😄😄😄
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😛
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Love it! Our sons painted the outside of our 2400 sq. foot house a couple of times over the 18 years we lived in it. It was a tiring job but they learned a lot. Yes, my husband taught them how to paint the inside of the house also. It’s all part of becoming a responsible adult. Welcome to the “dark side” of adulthood!
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Woaah that must have been a tremendous job! Haha well with all this new lovely paint, I think we can call it the “dark light” of adulthood. Perhaps that is too freaky sounding though..
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Try being a Tom Sawyer 😉
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Haha okay!
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