Bathroom Saga Part 3 of a (still) Unknown Number

Note:  I actually had this entry written back in about June when it was happening.  However, in the midst of the chaos that is my life I lost it.  So, when you are reading this, please bear in mind that this actually was happening back in June.

Yes - This is part 3.  No - it isn't over yet.  I hope at least some of you have been finding this funny.  I would if it weren't my bathroom that's torn up.  Then again, at least it's still functional so I guess I can't complain too much.

We finally picked out the paint.  At this point I've lost count of the trips to Menard's but we went back again to get the paint supplies.  I thought, finally - I'll get my bathroom done.  Not quite.  As anyone who has painted knows, the first thing that needs to be done is taping woodwork, taking off switch plates, taking down fixtures, etc.  So I asked my husband to help me with this.  Now, I get he was working, but so was I.  He got about an 8 foot section taped.  I got 30-40 feet taped in the same time frame.  Keep in mind, we have a large number of fixtures, woodwork areas and whatnot to tape off.  Like 2 weeks later I have a ton more taped off while he hasn't done anything more yet.  I got irritated and painted one wall. 

Needless to say I was less than impressed.  See, here's another thing to factor into this.  I'm short, like 5'4" short.  My husband is 6'1".  Therefore, it is MUCH easier for him to do some of the work around the peak of the vaulted ceiling than it is for me to do it.

By this time we've had the paint and supplies for almost a month.  Now, granted, we'd been out of town several times in that month, but still, a month?  And all he'd gotten done so far was taping about 8 feet?  So I really started pushing the issue.  He finally gave in and helped me get the last of the taping done and fixtures down.  Of course, by this time I'd already gotten a good portion of the brush work done.  Which, then led to several comments from him while he was helping tape what I hadn't gotten to yet.  Comments like he didn't like how some of it looked and how I should have done something differently.  Really?  Like he had any right to talk?  But - the taping finally got done.  We could finally finish painting.  So - silly me - I asked him to help me finish the painting since he owns the house as well.  I asked him several times.

He then, got mad and turned around and told me that he had no intention of helping me paint.  After all, it was my idea to paint.  I couldn't believe it.  I said wait one minute.  Don't me commenting on how you don't like how I am painting then tell me you have no intention of helping me!  Yes.  This then turned into one of those "discussions".  You know the kind.

Finally he agreed to help me.  Didn't take too long to get the first coat of paint up once we both worked at it.  But, I do gotta give my husband some credit.  We needed to wait until the first coat was good and dry to put up the second coat.  A day or two later I walked in the door from work and found a pleasant surprise.  He didn't work that day and decided to finish painting.  He was just getting done when I got home.  Now all that's left is to touch up a few spots when the second coat is dry and clean up.  Then the painting will be done.  Yay!  The floor still needs to be done.  I am really hoping it won't take another month to do that.  But, I guess we'll have to wait and see.  Either that or I'll have to learn to put vinyl floor tiles in myself.