This is kind of like that.
Urrrrgg. I. Can. Not. Stop.
I'm thinking this has occurred because of one of two things or because of both.
1. I did not sand it first. (I don't like taking any extra steps. I just want to get the paint on there as fast as I can.)
2. There was already two layers of paint to begin with and they may have been oil based.
Now I have to take the blasted thing back outside and start over.
But first I have to pick every last piece of paint off.
How cute is this that my friend and I jointly created today?
It pretty much sums up where I've been the last two days!
4 witty remarks:
I'm a picker. I feel your pain.
Do you want me to come help you with the picking? Cuz I will...
Oh my gosh.. I am soo guilty of doing that to Jacksons head that I started cracking up when I read your title :) I actually rubbed all the soft baby hair he had.. :)
Also.. love love that wits end sign. Where or how did you make the letters? I know I could get some letters from Uppercase Living..I have to get one. did you check that out?
Super cute Wits End sign. And...My name is Jenny and I'm a picker. When are you starting a support group for this?!
Oh, I would so pick it, too.
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