So I have rather been procrastinating about this whole painting thing. A little here, half a coat there, but I have been painting alone and I HATE THAT. Nothing worse than getting high by yourself.

But. Here I sit. Finished the second wall coat. Am motivating to finish the second trim coat and PAINT THE CEILING. Only problem, I might run out of paint before I get to the ceiling, and I don't think the Home Depot Gods would magically open the doors, mix the paint and check me out quite this late.

I must finish. My arms are burning from rolling miles of walls. My eyes are burning from painting dripping into them. MY HEAD IS BURNING BECAUSE I WANT SLEEP!

You may ask, why the hurry to finish when you have a lovely Saturday laying out before you? Open. Inviting. Saying--please paint today! Please lay your lovely flat white paint upon my ugly walls!

Tomorrow, er, today, I must go get furniture and actually put it in my room. And remove the mattresses, bureaus and bedding that is littering the rest of the house.



Right. So, OFF TO WORK!