A Vanity Fair

If you'd have told me that today, which had long been viewed as an opportunity to be SUPER PRODUCTIVE would be spent painting a vanity (notice the use of the singular, not the plural) for FIVE HOURS, I'd've puked.  Well, I didn't puke, but maybe I should have.  Granted, this is no ordinary vanity.  It was fashioned from logs hewn from a mighty oak (or white pine, whatever Lowe's puts in their cheapest plywood) and shaped by the hands of a fine woodworking artisan and his son (namely my Dad and me.  Thanks Dad!).  (Aside: ...not gonna lie, with my writing, I see an etsy store in my future, whattya think?)  It's also rather large, so it's not like some small 20" vanity was painted (that's next), but still, it felt a little bit like the Myth of Sisyphus painting all those coats on each of the components (For those of you that aren't familiar, you can read more here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Myth_of_Sisyphus).  What may make this even more charming is that I'm pretty sure the way I painted the endless, endless coats on and then staged the pieces, that the black paint will somehow be chipped, smudged, streaked, or something.  Just one of them things, I guess.  But, it wasn't all bad, since I got to listen to re-runs on the radio.  Either way, as this post is typed, I can find vindication in being minimally covered in black paint and having spared another pair of shorts from having been attacked by rogue splatters.  VICTORY!

Figures 1-3.  Notice the edges that I didn't yet paint, crap, I'm just seeing that now.  Also note that that is still wet paint in Fig. 3 and not completely streaky.  ...I think.  ...I hope.

The smaller, master vanity to be painted by what can only be described as "grey soup" may be next on the list, but, lesson learned, I think I'm going to use a damn roller this time.

As the day wound to a close I refused to let the day be defined by paint application, so I took a few minutes to scrape some windows to remove some of the errant paint.

Before:

Figures 4-5.  Zoom in, that's the only way you'll see it.

After, post white-glove treatment:

Figures 6-7.  BAM!  Classy (and blurry, sorry)

I had planned to paint some more of the aluminum window trim white (seriously!), but since I bought paint thinner and not mineral spirits, I didn't want to waste a brush.  Oh well.  Tune in next week for more!