We had a bit of an ice storm, but thanks to modern technology we knew to hole up for the day. I slept in, made a big breakfast, then actually did something other than watch t.v. all day. I painted the upstairs! After the ceiling was replaced, there were a couple of inches of drywall mud down the walls. Lloyd helped get rid of the drywall dust. He’s a keeper. A long-haired, pajama-clad keeper.
I bought the paint a week ago, and the lady at Menards did a bang-up job of matching the old color. It is exactly the same, so I didn’t worry about edging along the baseboards. I just edged along the ceiling and painted the walls.
I shouldn’t pat myself on the back too much, though. As I type this, all the painting stuff – ladder, roller, pan, tarps – are still spread out upstairs. That could take days to put away. 🙂
Kristi says
“A long-haired, pajama-clad keeper.” Ha! And it’s his back end once again.
Well done, Lauren, on the painting!!
Brad says
You didn’t take the opportunity to change the wall color to black? That would’ve been so rad!