White woodwork and French doors in our house have been getting coats of fresh paint.
While I love white, it does take upkeep. It's unpleasant to look at chipped or faded white woodwork. So out comes the glossy white paint and brush. Donning my painting clothes---an old pair of beige pants and a turquoise top, both spattered with paint-- make me look like a bag lady.
There's something relaxing about painting. As the white paint is applied, nicks disappear and the woodwork starts to look fresh and clean.
Here's the kitchen wains coating: Even radiators get a coat of paint!
When paint spatters in little white specks on the floor, they are cleaned up up right away. After all, I just completed the backbreaking job of stripping, washing, and then applying sealant to flagstones on the floor inside the front hallway. No way will paint specks be allowed on the newly restored flagstone.
For a moment, I contemplate putting on some background music but decide against it. It's much nicer painting in silence.
Four French doors have been completed as well as all of the downstairs woodwork. There is still painting to be done in two bedrooms. A third has been completed. This is a big house and an old one, too, so there are several rooms and two hallways, all with white woodwork.
The kitchen is pretty much finished and looks fresh and cheerful. The walls are a very light pastel yellow and the woodwork and wains coating are, of course, the whitest of white! Here is the plate arrangement on the wall:
Now the woodwork looks nice and clean and the labor was cheap! Do you think the painter should get a raise?
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