All I wanted was to hang some new curtains. But that meant putting up new and more modern curtain rods. Well, that of course left marks on the walls from the old curtain rods. And since I happened to be that close to the wall, I noticed additional unsightly scuff marks on that wall. So it was in that moment I decided I should paint the wall. Of course nobody thought I meant "now", like that very minute.
The next thing I knew, I had plastic on the floor, a head scarf over my head and there at 9PM I started painting... much to the amazement of my family. When they agreed with my statement "this wall needs a coat of paint" nobody thought NOW.
Once everybody got over the shock and helped move the couch it was an easy job. I had a fresh can of paint I had picked up earlier in the week. Albeit it was for a completely different purpose and not my first choice of colour for the living room. However a fresh coat of white paint sure beats what it looked like before.
Now less than 48 hours later, I have a freshly painted living room wall, new curtains, clean pictures (were very dusty - ick) and am quite proud of myself. It looks good, and I feel even better.
Little CJ has asked, "Mommy, can we do my room next?"
Oh no. What have I started now?
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