Paneled playroom: 1, Me: 0

You may or may not know, but I've been dying to paint the walls of my home for a LONG time. The idea of painting makes me giddy. And besides the desire for more space and a home to raise our family, the whole reason to buy a place is because I haven't been able to paint in any of our rentals. I went out and bought the Benjamin Moore paint deck and I look at it at any free moment (I'm not exagerating). That's how excited I am.

Or was. Until I met the dreaded wood paneled room.



The idea of painting beautiful wood may make some of you squirm, but I hate the way it looks. And it's going to be the boys' playroom, so it needs to be fun and bright and playful. I had two days when Cortney was watching the boys, so I borrowed supplies from Ellie, went to the local hardware store, asked their advice about primer and got started. After two days, I was able to actually complete about 2/3rd the space (3 walls, no trim - I couldn't reach it without a latter!). But it was exhausting because it was just me. And it was so difficult to paint since between each panel is molding that runs vertically, with about 4 deep crevices. And the fumes from the paint were enough to disturb my asthma. So after a long, hard battle, I had to admit defeat.

The paneled playroom won. And I had to hire a painter to finish the job. I'm feeling a bit defeated. But in the end, we will have a yellowly-orange (that's right - it's a playroom!) with white trim and shelves. Take that panels!