Bahaha, stupid sluggards

Ok, so I was reading the bible one day and stumbled across some verse about sluggards and lazy people. Not gonna lie, I probably laughed a little, I mean who doesn't - stupid sluggards. So, today God chose to teach me, and my team, a little lesson - most likely so that he could laugh and say "stupid sluggards". I think God sits up there in Heaven and we are his form of cheap entertainment. How are we humans not funny, really? He says "hey, look at this, I'm gonna teach these little people a lesson, trust me it'll be great". Back to our little lesson. Now, it isn't like we were being all that sluggardish or lazy. All week we have been painting and doing some yard clean-up here in Bellingham. We moved on to our next task - a room that used to be a nursary. They had already removed the wallpaper, but there was all that paper backing still on the wall. This means that there is still one heck of a lot of old wallpaper paste on the wall. We start by wetting and removing all of the paper backing junk. We collectively decided on some wallpaper remover stuff. Upon returning to the church we partook in applying said stuff to the wall. This seemed like a good idea at the time, but still required a fair amount of scrubbing to remove said paste - ending in sore arms. We got tired and decided that scrubbing the wall was overrated. We wiped it down to remove the cleaner stuff.. kinda. We puttied the holes and let it dry. Seems like good work right? I mean yes, we maybe took a short-cut on the paste removal, but all in all, good work. NOT GOOD ENOUGH! BAH!! This is when God chuckled. We arrived here today and started painting this beautifully prepared room. Once finished, looking at the wonderful job we had done, there is a problem in plesentville. I see bubbles... there should be no bubbles on my wall. No, it took too long prepping and painting for this to happen. This must be a misunderstanding. No, I see bubbles, I see paint ready to come off the wall, easily and happily. I see thick, paste like paint coming off the wall when I touch it to investigate. Well, that's too bad (not exactly what I said upon realizing that our "short-cut" was ultimately the downfall of our painting experience). After all of that, we scraped said bubbles off the wall, sanded the rough areas, continued painting and are ready for coat #2. All we can hope is that it all works out and there are no major problems and that the Americans can still look kindly upon the Canadians who came to visit.