I started painting the bathroom last Saturday, and got as far as finishing the first coat. I was sitting down, taking a break and waiting for the paint to dry when I started feeling not so great. "Not so great" rapidly turned into "I think I'm dying" and I didn't have the energy to even think about paint brushes again until yesterday. (Yesterday, I decided that chocolate chip cookies were more important. We made chocolate chip cookies.) So for a full week, our main bathroom looked like this:
You can't really tell in the picture, but it really needed a second coat of paint. Trust me, I definitely considered trying to get away with leaving it at one, because regardless of what I said before, I did think about this bathroom needing to be finished. I thought about it every time I wanted to use it, but couldn't, or needed something out of those drop-cloth-covered cabinets. But that's beside the point, which is that I got in there this morning and finished it, and when the paint was dry, Brandon helped me to get it put back together. YAY!!! This is what it looks like now:
I love it! Love it, love it, LOVE it! It's so nice to have some color in the house. It really makes me want to tackle another room, but I've had enough painting for a while. Besides, I haven't been able to make up my mind about any other colors.
Random pictures of Elora:
This is what she was doing a few days ago, when she was supposed to be taking a nap:
Instead of gently scolding her and putting her right back in bed, I went and got the camera. Then I put her back in bed. Can you blame me?
PS: I'm not at 100% yet, but I'm getting there, and Brandon's shoulder is much better. He probably shouldn't have messed with the mirror or the cabinet in that bathroom, but it ended up being ok.
Random pictures of Elora:
This is what she was doing a few days ago, when she was supposed to be taking a nap:
Instead of gently scolding her and putting her right back in bed, I went and got the camera. Then I put her back in bed. Can you blame me?
PS: I'm not at 100% yet, but I'm getting there, and Brandon's shoulder is much better. He probably shouldn't have messed with the mirror or the cabinet in that bathroom, but it ended up being ok.