When I die I’m going to Hell (I’ve been informed of this by many people over the years who seem to know.) I now know what Hell will look like. It will be a never ending bathroom with rows of toilets that need painting behind and around the base and shower-bays that need sealing and pipes that have been painted 47 different colours and now need to be sanded back so they can be disguised again. Ever surface will need 4 coats and just as I finish someone will scrape them with a piece of furniture or a mop handle and I’ll have to start again. Oh and it will be evening and the windows will be open – not that that helps with the smell from the oil paint, and the light will attract everything with wings, all of whom will suicide into the wet paint that is just beyond my reach.
This is my hell. (I just didn’t realise I’d died yet….)
Glossy Hell
November 8, 2013
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So, the renovations are going well then!!
Like all renovations – bigger and worse than expected. If I see one more gap I’ll scream.
So relatable – if misery loves company, welcome to the party! Undergoing my own version of hell with my house elevation for flood mitigation project. Never ending hurdles.
Is your bathroom finished?
Not even close to done. Funnily enough all this started because of a flood – the sewer backed up and flowered out of the shower and soaked under the vinyl causing the old lino tiles to lift, so I had to strip them out which started a cascade. Going to take some pics today if I can lift my arms that far and update later.