I appreciate the comment about tiredness. I've been so busy shepherding the process (and the many jobbers) of getting our house ready to sell that I've gotten sick (coughing all the time, mostly) and feel so tired I can barely walk up and down stairs.
My husband was cleaning the drain in the shower, reasoning that the house would look better without body hairs in the drain cover. In pulling off the cover, he cracked the underlying pipe, adding a thousand dollars of two plumbers' time to the cost of selling the house. They called to say they would be here all day Wednesday. Unfortunately, the home stagers come that day. The stagers' contract (that they only sent last night!) said nobody else could be working in the house when they are bringing furniture in, for liability reasons. Who knows, they might all crash into each other on the front steps. So I've got to call the plumber first thing in the morning to reschedule.
And our painter, who said he would be with us July 15 and never sent his crew, now is promising to paint our bathroom himself by August 10 if his crews are still tied up. Alas, in the stagers' contract it is also verboten to paint in the house once it's staged. I don't know if they dislike their things coming back with chemical smells or are just afraid some bozo will spill a gallon of paint on their upholstered furniture, but it doesn't matter. We have to have the bathroom be the right color in the photos, and they are scheduled to be taken two days after the stagers come. My little house is worth less than half of the price of houses they often stage (good thing I didn't know this when I looked up "home stagers near me" on the Internet and called them, or I never would have). But I'm as serious about it looking good as they are, so don't really mind the rules. It's just that our last-minute issues have all bumped into one or another of their rules, and I've about used up my allotment of questions that they find amateurish and irritating. (Asking if we could paint the bathroom after they have staged it, when their contract specifies that all painting must be done before they come, would be too much.)
So I spent all day today painting. The bathroom has many patches that can only be reached in odd ways, which is one reason I didn't want to do it. I've been painting behind the toilet with a flat painting pad on a long stick, painting over the bathtub/shower when standing on a ladder that is sliding around in the tub because its feet are slightly wider than the bottom of the tub so they are an inch in midair, and more. And that was just the primer coat. I get to do it all again tomorrow, twice, with the top coat. (The original color is so dark it shows through the primer.) And I keep finding new things that are wrong -- tonight I noticed that the sweep on the bottom of my son's glass shower door is cracking. I have to call the builder who did our remodel five years ago, just to source a new one. :P :P :P
We also painted our entry door today, in ninety-degree heat, a supposedly sophisticated dark blue. It came out looking like a royal blue plastic recycling bin. We hastily repainted it in a color that was the only likely one we had on hand, a raisin brown, and it looks bad. This means that tomorrow along with the two coats for the bathroom, I must paint it yet again. The door should really be taken off its hinges, sanded, and sprayed, but not in the probably one hour I will have to devote to the project. So I have to buy some paint that's barely glossy, to hide what is certain to be a pretty amateurish job. I'm beginning to hate our lying painter.
Anyway, I think I sweated off four pounds between the stress and the painting in the heat today. Will weigh in a couple of days.
Have a great week!