We're Board

At long last we're making major progress on the basement. It took us ages to get back into the swing of things but indeed we are now putting the finishing touches on the trim work.   We thought we were so smug and that the door casings matched the door, after all, white is white.  Unfortunately, we found out that sometimes white is really gray.  Instead of painting all the doors we figured it would be easier to paint 400 feet of trim.  

Steve started out painting each board with two coat and it was taking for ever.  I finally told Steve that is would be nice to have the room done sometime before I die so we went out and bought a power painter.  We were a bit nervous about it and how much over spray we'd get.  So finally we got back at it, we set up the staging area, covered everything with plastic and put the sprayer together.  Steve started to spray and it was going pretty well.  We did six boards and it started to spit at us.  As it turned out those six boards took an entire quart of pain.  We stopped and put out last quart in and did more until is started to spit at us again.   This time Steve had to go get more paint as we figured at this rate we'd need to start purchasing paint by the drum.  He went to Menards in hopes that the paint left in the head of the sprayer would not clog up.  I thought about putting it into the refrigerator but just didn't know if that would ruin our cheese.  We finished the painting in short order then it dawned on us that what we had for floor trim would hardly finish the hallway so it's back to Menards to buy more trim and back to painting again.  We have three gallons of paint now so spray we will.  

You might ask, "What did Brian do?"  Well, I put the boards on the saw horses and helped take the wet boards off.  If there is one thing I hate it's to get my hands dirty.  Once I made oatmeal cookies and the only way to mix that crap together was with my hands.  It was absolutely disgusting.  I guess I will need to get myself a pair of rubber gloves.  I knew when I was a little boy that becoming an auto mechanic was just not for me.   So it's back to painting again this weekend if Steve can stop coughing long enough.  I suspect that if we clog up his lungs with paint spray he'll stop coughing.  We really need to get this done because we have new furniture being delivered in December.  After we get done with the trim we will begin the construction of a second bar in our house, one on the main floor and one in the basement.  People are starting to wonder if there is a problem here.  After all this painting there probably should be.  We will be the first to hit the bar once it's done.