It all started with a few holes in the wall that needed patching.
No problem...there was an old can of matching paint in the garage.
Off to the store to have them match it and it will be a quick fix.
Wrong!
The girl at the counter was maybe 16, new on the job, and obviously not excited about helping me.
No problem...she had someone training her.
Uh-oh, trainer went off to help someone else. Yikes!
The 16-year-old disappeared down the paint can aisle in search of the base coat.
She was gone about 7 minutes.
I think I might have displayed signs of melting down.
Once she matched it, shook it, and left it sitting on the counter for me to figure out she was done,
I was off to pay for it. What's that you say sweet check out lady?
This is the cheapest type of paint your store sells?
Um...I didn't ask for that.
I'm sure it will be fine...right?
Nope!
It was a shade darker and drippy, but I went forth and painted anyway.
With Cleopatra and Creepy Bunny supervising, I painted the living room and family room.
Just "a few holes" became a two day project. It looks good, though!
Exciting news! (for me anyway)
I won't win the Farmer of the Year award, but I have a tomato on my plant.
It's there, just look close.
4-year-old Monkey Boy is staying with us for a few days.
Good and not so good.
He has a fever and threw-up all over his grandpa.
Hopefully, today will be a better day!
I've been sewing, really I have, just nothing I can show.
Wish I could, but they're all for gifts or upcoming blog hops.