Baby Room Flashback

My mission was simple. Paint the baby’s room and put together the crib. I even had help from my dad and my friend Greg. It should have all been so easy… (cue flashback)

Thursday 1/28-

Melissa and I spend most of the night cleaning out the rest of the stuff from what will become the baby’s room. Unfortunately, the only place to put all the stuff is in the living room. It’s officially a disaster area.

Room is cleared out. Done and done.

Friday 1/29-

Melissa is out of town off to the baby shower in southern California. I’m on my own. The first thing I have to do is wait for the crib to be delivered. Surprisingly, it arrives pretty much on time. I take all the parts out and inspect them. Even glance over the directions. Everything looks in order.

Off to buy the paint, we settled on a color called Homestead Resort Taupe (this is important later). I’m pretty sure that’s a euphemism for light tan. I ask the lady behind the counter if one gallon will be enough for three walls. She assures me it will be.

Back home, I start prepping the room. I’m masking the baseboards when I hear a strange tearing noise. I walk out into the living room to find the dog eating the directions to the crib. Is this a sign?

Saturday 1/30-

Dad arrives just before 10 AM.  We enjoy our combined 10^th cup of coffee and it’s off to work. Greg joins us a little after 11.

We complete the big wall, most of the second wall… and have started on the third. Guess what?  We’re out of paint. Ok, I guess we’re off to Lowes… again.

This should have been easy. Just get another gallon of the same color paint. Except, they mix me a gallon of GREEN paint. Thankfully, they catch that before giving it too me.

Then the following conversation occurs.

Lowes Paint Guy: We no longer carry Homestead Resort Taupe.

Me: What?!?! I just bought that color last night.

Lowes Paint Guy: Really? It’s not in the computer.

At this point, not only do I find him the color card on the wall, but I go behind the counter and find the color for him on his computer. Turns out he’s not so good with “the reading” and “the alphabet”. I’m not judging, just saying.

Head home to finish the project. Dad starts painting the ceiling… um… we’re not painting the ceiling. Don’t tell Melissa.

Sunday 1/31-

After a trip to Babies R Us… Dad and I decide to put together the crib using the shreds of directions left by the dog. Turns out, it actually wasn’t that hard. A couple screws here, a nut there and it was all done.

Who needs directions?

(End flashback)

Overall, despite some minor bumps, the whole thing was pretty easy. Besides, what fun would it be without a few challenges.

The best part is there’s an envelope attached to the box spring of the crib to keep the half-eaten directions in for when we convert it to a bed. I can’t wait to get those out and re-live this entire experience.

Special thanks to my dad and Greg for helping me paint the room. It was a huge help.