Day 21: House of the Little Things

It's the little things that crush your soul. First, there's the coat of polyurethane on the chair rail that wasn't so bad, except for the fumes.



Then there's the window sills, that we probably should've gotten around to sooner. They're going to need another coat, but it'll have to wait until this weekend.



Then there's the dreaded Handrails of Horror. This was coat #2 on the handrails, and even as we started putting it on it became obvious that it was going to take a THIRD coat to get them completely white.



If I ever meet the person who painted this house before us, I will kill him. Slowly. With putty knives, spackle, blue tape, a funnel, and semi-gloss white paint. And I'll use three coats of it.