A Win, A Sufferfest and A Disaster.
"He's been pretty much yellow and I've been pretty much blue. But all I can see is red, red, red all the time." -Fiona Apple
In my bedroom that is. I just finished painting that room - phewph! 2 more rooms to go. Can't wait for the grand unveiling.
This morning I actually did yoga again. It is the first time in 2 weeks I've done something more than a few dog walks. The body was hurting from all this painting - yes, I am totally pathetic. You won't find me complaining about holding onto my handlebars for 112 miles, but ask me to hold a paint brush for a few days and I'll go on a diatribe about how my hands feel like that of a 112 year old woman.
It's fun to delve into other professions, but man-o-man, am I happy I'm not a painter. I love it and it's satisfying to see my home coming together - happy also to help friends - but it's hard work. messy, fun, hard work.
Luna is a multi-colored dog. A neighbor asked me when I was going to bathe her and I flat out said I was not bathing her until after I was done. 1 more color to go.
This house is happy and bright and every time I look at a room I've finished, I smile. This place is mine. Just mine and I love it.