painted

puh....puh ug.
finally...
painted...
the
car.
actually only the underside, front wheel wells and engine bay. 50%. So freaking exhausted. Who would have thought painting like that would kick my teeth in. 4 straight hours. Sweating in the booth. I stink like skin flake snow man. What in the hell makes that so exhausting. Partially the adrenaline. My mind was set on "die hamster die". 32 parts paint to 13 parts flattener to 8 parts thinner to 4 parts hardener, mix, strain, check the gear, spray, maintain distance, steady pace, follow the curve, paint don't turn corners, get the underside of that bracket after this pass, do this part first and feather the overspray later, will i hit the paint with the hose if i don't do this part first? remember steady, slower, same distance, even trigger, set the hose up, turn the car, keep spraying, refill, paint, mix some more, half as much this time, what was that ratio, no half of 13, did i put the hardener in, forgot to strain, gear check, don't stand on the fresh air hose, breathe. breathe, you're panting, the gun is getting heavy, breathe, not too much paint there, it will run, did i get that spot, jesus how did i get so wet, did i hit a water buffalo, still breathing? thats good, what was i doing, ah painting, done? done miss anything, how about under that bracket, don't forget to breathe, get off the goram breathing hose okay done, check, clean the gun, clean the equipment, make sure the lids are closed, did the room just spin, it must be your imagination, the instructor is waiting, you're the only one left, damn, what time is it, damn, DAMN! I feel sick, i'm skipping dinner, taking a shower and going to bed. okay feeling better, still skipping dinner, still showering...going to bed..you are getting very sleepy...sleepy...you are asleep. sleep..that's where I'm a viking....