Then I want to strangle the heat gun
And kick my staircase.
Whose idea was it to strip this mess?!
And then I remember that I love my little old house. That in a hundred years it deserves to be loved at least once, and that I need to do right by it. And there was just no way I could slap yet another coat of paint on those spindles.
So .. I'm still scraping. Still burning my hands because I'm not always paying attention (it -is- a rather, ahem, mind-numbing activity), still filling bag after bag with sheets of old paint.
That stuff is THICK!
Here's a picture to give you an idea of how thick those layers of paint are.
By the time the paint has cooled off it hardens again and is crunchy like a cookie, and pretty much the same thickness.
Paint should not come off in chunks. Nuh-uh.
Yet, it does, and it's amazing how much detail is lost beneath all of those layers, especially on those spindles.
They are taking forever, and I know that all the other challengers will leave me light-years behind in finishing this challenge. Yay you!
I may be done scraping all the baseboards and risers but those spindles ..
They are kicking my butt.
If it weren't for this challenge, I'm pretty sure I'd have abandoned it a week ago (make that two weeks, heh) so here's a big "Thank you" to DIYDiva Kit and all the other challengers for keeping me going!
If you haven't had enough of hearing about my staircase, go on and head over to the other duelists here!