It is official! I officially hate stripping paint off furniture.
When furniture has intricate scroll workings and different inlaid designs, the more I hate to strip it. I don’t know if I mentioned this but the table and buffet I purchased on Craigslist had been previously painted brown, polyurethaned and then painted/antiqued white. So basically I am trying to dig out three layers of crap. At this point of the redoing of these pieces of furniture, I have worn through two pairs of industrial strength plastic gloves, countless paintbrushes, a huge bag full of rags and my sanity.
I miss the book I had been reading. I miss my children. I miss food that doesn’t come from a restaurant. I miss my dog. I miss having pretty hands and long painted fingernails. I miss make up. I miss interacting with other humans. Five days. Five solid days of this. It’s Friday night. People are going out on the town and all I want to do is go home and crawl in bed. Why are my fingers always sticking together?
Today was the absolute worst. That stinking buffet has so much intricate detailed work it took forever to strip and at one point I was like, “screw this!” I had to walk away from the situation before it got violent. I’m not even sure I was taking off paint anymore. I’m pretty sure that was magnetic devil spit.
After I got out of timeout, I approach the buffet again. With a tiny bit more patiences, I finished stripping the piece of…buffet.
I almost left the staining and polyurethane for tomorrow but decided to get it over with. I applied the mahogany red stain to the buffet and then prepared to polyurethane.
Realizing that my last paintbrush was not put away correctly and now was hard as nails, and there were no other ones left, I decided to wipe on the polyurethane with a rag. Aaaaand I had a few holes in my gloves, again, so now my hands are coated in a high gloss sheen.
One of our employees came in (afterwards) and said “Oh, I have different brushes and tools to strip that detail work!” Always AFTER I need them. I’m pretty sure the chairs are going to stay white or I will loose my sanity stripping them tomorrow.
I’m out, folks!