Well, we decided to (like crazy people) paint the 2-story bedroom (again). We originally painted it a khaki green color, because I was trying to be different. Everything I own is blue or blue-related, and I thought green would make me think outside my blue box. Wrong–I hated it but was too afraid to tell my sweaty husband that I disliked the thing that we just spent weeks painting.
I don’t know HOW it happened–but somehow I convinced him to repaint the whole room. This is part 1 of the story of why my husband thinks I am insane. You can see us starting to paint over the green and trying to tackle painting the woodwork white… the billions and billions of wood pieces.
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Oooh! How fun!
Hmm, that last comment was from me.