Makeover!

Over the weekend the most incredible thing happened; Mark and I simultaneously suffered from a spontaneous brain aneurism and decided to paint our room. It just so happened that at the time of this event, we were right next to a hardware store so, you know, BINGO!

The kind lady at the paint counter didn’t know what hit her, but some fifteen minutes later had nonetheless helped us to match a paint colour to something we’d found in an IKEA catalogue and was nervously watching us dash back and forth through the aisles.

At this point I should mention that we were on a bit of a budget and since we lashed out on the paint that wouldn’t render us unconscious within three second of opening it, had decided to make up some ground on the brushes.

Had we had an experienced painter with us, he or she would have slapped us silly and told us that we were both stupid idiots. But since there was nobody there to put an end to our mirth we continued; delirious over the savings we were making.

A few minutes later we had it all – a ten-litre bucket of dark blue paint, floor coverings, masking tape, tape-stuck-to-plastic-to-cover-skirting-boards-thingie (the high point of the shopping experience), paintbrushes, two rollers and two paint-dippy things (clearly I’m very good at this).

Getting our supplies home via bus and subway exhausted us, so we decided to get a fresh start the following morning. And lucky too, because as it turned out not only did our attractively-priced rollers leave unattractive spongy residue on the walls, but our paintbrushes shed like one of those dogs that sheds a lot.

Roughly half of our time was spend de-furring our walls.

There was also the mishap where Mark painted the ceiling and I painted the floor and for a few seconds we thought our life would turn into a sketch where we’d just keep painting until we reached our neighbour’s apartment and the next thing you knew all of Munich would be blue. We recovered from that though.

Finally, after several hours of hard work, our room was finished and we agreed that it was the most beautiful thing ever to grace the earth. It’ll be even nicer once we have furniture.

Mark hard at work, but a little "uncomfortable."

In theory the square roll sponge thingie that Mark's holding should allow you to paint in a straight line

Blue!

The final result!