Aaaaahhh…. it feels so much better over here! Note that the paint in the picture below is still wet, but might still need a third coat:
Now that the Sex Lair Purple is gone, I can move onto painting EVERY SINGLE OTHER ROOM, and then re-paint the floor a light gray.
Mother. Of. Pearl. My ass is killing me.
When Rob and I went up to the paint counter to order what colors we needed, he told the woman we needed a gallon of “Champagne Tinkle”. There was no holding back a loud snort as the woman behind the counter gave him a raised eyebrow.
“Champange TICKLE, Rob, TICKLE.”