Burnt finger...

So okay I have recently been doing some renovations on my apartment. Making my place feel like a home. I had a plethora of tradesman come through my apartment working on various elements to remove what was old and make it new again. Now in my twisted mind I was hoping that all the tradesmen would be hot... and let me assure you they were DEFINITELY not!

After having almost my entire apartment renovated I thought it was about time that I would do some of it myself, paint. Now how could I go wrong simply painting the walls. It is an easy task, simply pick the colour, buy a paint brush and cover the walls.

Well that is the first problem picking the colour! I knew I wanted white walls for my bathroom. But I didn't realise there are about a hundred different shades of white. Some requiring under coats, some requiring staining and all requiring preparation of the wall. Now what is this preparation of the walls? Apparently it was wiping down the walls with sugar soap! Wow you learn something new everyday... soap for walls... who knew?!

White paint, sugar soap and brushes bought I headed back to my apartment to set about painting my horrible Homer Simpson yellow walls, Ice White. Shouldn't take too long or be life threatening right? Wrong! While washing the walls I noticed a bump in the walls and proceeded to sand it. Upon sanding it I noticed I exposed some copper wires. Not knowing what these wires were I went up for a closer inspection and touched them... my stomach cramped up as it felt that I had been kicked. I moved away and the tingling sensation slowly dissipated. I just gave myself one mighty shock and oh boy it didn't feel good! So deciding I should take a break. I called an electrician to come over and remove the exposed wire. Great this couldn't be done until Monday. But I was determined to paint this bathroom even if it was going to kill me!

Ladder set up, walls washed, area around exposed wire being avoided like the plague! Now lets get this wall painted... shouldn't take longer than an hour. So I thought. First coat of paint took longer than three hours and going up and down the ladder was exhausting. There was absolutely no way I was going to finish this bathroom in one day!

Day two my legs ached, my butt ached, my back ached and my finger was burnt from where I touched the live wire. But I was determined to get this damn bathroom done! But up that ladder I went to do the second coat of paint... and oh boy were these fumes starting to get to me!

Three hours later the bathroom was finished, I was walking around the apartment like a little old lady, my back was sore, my hand ached, my head was spinning and I still had my damn burnt finger... but my bathroom was done!

Who knew that this gay man who takes four days to assemble an Ikea bookcase that is slightly bent and does not resemble the picture on the box could paint a bathroom... and almost kill himself in the process!

The electrician removed the wire on Monday... and oh boy was he hot! But I didn't have sex with him like in the movies!