So this is what I hate about home projects: the middle part. There is the flurry of excitement in the planning phase, the determination of supply gathering, the hopefulness of the first step in the process. And then there is the dreaded middle. That space where you sit equidistant from the beginning and the end. That endless road ahead of you when it feels like you are a long way into the process and a long way from the finish line. (Brace yourself for some melodrama here.)
And that’s were we are with the kitchen. In the middle. The never-ending cabinet painting process is over. Today, literally in the middle of a single project, painting the kitchen I wanted to throw in the towel. It seems everything…and I mean everything…takes longer than I expect. I thought we’d knock this out in a few hours. Well, given the holes in the wall we needed to patch, the second coat we need to do on the cutting in and whatever else got in the way, we are about four hours in and not finished. We are at this place where the house looks like a mess, the painting project is almost finished but I know that we still have the backsplash and the floor and it feels like this goes on and on and on. (Yes, I am a 40 year old having a total tantrum right now. Better to read about it than to see it!)
As we are getting started. Backwards cap on means we are getting down to business. (No, not THAT kind of business time!)
We removed some old phone jacks and had to patch the walls. Learning to do this was new for me. You buy these wall patches at your hardware store (Home Depot $3.97) and attach them over the hole. Then you take some mud (yes, it’s called mud) and cover the patch with it, smoothing it out. You let it dry for two hours and sand it flat with fine grit sandpaper (maybe like 200). Then guess what? You do it again. Mud. Dry for two more hours. Sand. (Yeah, so that’s four hours waiting for these patches to dry.) We painted around them, but right now they are still drying and we are still far from the finish line.
The other thing that sucks (as long as we are on the topic of what sucks) is texture on your walls because now whatever we patched won’t match. Also texture on your walls makes for an awful time trying to cut in a straight line anywhere. Do not texture your walls, people.
And now, everything in the kitchen and house is just a mess. And as I was painting and thinking of throwing in th towel, I found myself asking that question I always ask when I am in this position: If I had all the money in the world, would I be doing this? Because I know, there are people who really love doing this kind of work. But, you know what? I don’t. I don’t love the work. I do love the sense of accomplishment and ownership I get from the completed project, but then the project actually has to be completed. I love looking at the finished product and know that we did that. And I know that it’s a marathon and not a sprint and I need to pace myself. And of course, one feels just the tiniest bit virtuous about not having hired someone and paid more than necessary. Okay, maybe I really do like it?
Nah. Not really. Not today, anyway.
(Do you get the DIY blues? Tell me how you deal with it. Give a girl some advice!)