Once the painting was done (or so I thought), I was anxiously waiting for it to dry. After all, we still had to decorate.
But then my husband surprised me with another can of paint. "We still need to do the edging, the door frames, and the window." UGH! I'll admit, by this time, I was completely exhausted. I had lost all motivation to paint. I seriously contemplated flirting my way into getting him to finish the job. But I knew that wouldn't be right. While I had been priming the walls in the air conditioned house, he was outside in 90+ degree temps stripping the deck. I just couldn't do that to him. So, together, we finished the painting. In the end, it turned out fantastic. We stayed up late, ordered Chinese take out (which I may regret later), put together furniture and moved it all in.
Today, after a five mile walk and fifty push ups, I decorated. I didn't dare do more after all the stress to my back and knees yesterday. Anyway, the room has now transitioned from Middle School to High School. : )
The only casualty was the lone goldfish that was living there in a ten gallon tank. |
It wasn't me. |
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