I decided to paint my kitchen cabinets this weekend. Great idea, I thought. Three solid days after Thanksgiving in which to get the job done.
FRIDAY: I emptied the contents, removed the doors, and removed the old hinges from the doors. Since I am painting the cabinets white and the hinges are currently a disgustingly dirty dark color that I think used to be copper, I will replace them with shiny new white hinges.
SATURDAY: I scrubbed the doors with TSP (kitchen grease accumulated at the bottom of doors is guh-ross,) then sanded them a bit where the old paint sloughed off to reveal the original finish. I worried that I should sand them all the way down when I saw that. I bought a good shellac-based super-duper bonding primer instead. I may live to regret it. Hopefully I will have enough money to renovate my kitchen by then.
SUNDAY: I woke early – like 5:00 am - for unpleasant reasons after having ordered the pizza for dinner Saturday night. I proceeded to go back to bed “for just a few minutes” and did not wake up until 11:00. Bugger! I only primed the back of the doors yesterday so I still have to prime the fronts and edges, finish scrubbing the gunk off the cabinet exteriors, prime the cabinet exteriors, then paint everything with the real paint at least two coats worth, which takes 4 hours to dry between coats.
It is really depressing when you need help on a project but only have one friend to call and she is out riding her motorcycle on a fine day like today.
Why don’t you people live closer!
