Painting is hard work . . .

I don't know how my DAD could have been a painter for his profession. . .

I spent another day at church painting the "Mother's Room." i thought I would never get finished! I was by myself this time, unlike the time we painted the three walls in the chapel with 4 of us. It took time to prepare the room by taking things out of it, off the walls and unscrewing the switch plates in that tiny room -- 5 of them!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Then I had to put masking tape all around the edges so as not to get paint on baseboards, windows and doors. The painting job in there went smoothly and I was able to put it all back in order in no time.

Then I headed up the stairs to the choir loft. Now that is a challenge with bannister rails to paint around and high ceilings over carpeted stairs. I had a roller on a long pole to use but I never got to it before I quit for the day. I will go back and finish the landing at the top of the stairs and the second set of stairs to the choir loft tomorrow. I also have to use the long roller to finish the ceiling high walls I already did part of today.What an improvement it is looking so far! I think the white I am using is called SNOW BRIGHT.

Maybe I will take a photo of it tomorrow. . . other wise this will be a dull postcard. Ü



There's a method to my madness about painting at church. When we get the chapel parts finished with the white, we will add a small amount of blue and paint the long hallway. Only then, will they move the bulletin board for me to start decorating again. I used to change it according to the church seasons. I know i am never going to go work on this alone again. Well, after I finish tomorrow, I mean.