My cuticles will never be paint free again. EVER.
All nails/wall anchors/various and sunder picture hanging apparatuses have been removed from my upstairs space and the resulting holes filled with hole-filling gunk. Y’all have no idea….
Lots of holes….
I forgot to take “before” pics until after I had taken everything down and the place was pretty much in a state of disarray but hey, at least I remembered before the job was completed. I’m improving! Kindly ignore said disarray and general state of chaos….
I asked Peanut one day if she could be good and watch Sesame Street while I painted trim above her reach….
So I’m painting trim while she naps!
She and I had a play date at her new Babysitters house yesterday, to let Peanut get acquainted with the 2 other little girls there before she starts going there full time next week. I stayed so she wouldn’t be scared, she barely looked at me the whole time because she was too busy stealing the 3 year old’s cookies (oops) and hugging and tickling the 9 month old! Grammy who??
PS. It’s hard to get paint out of hair. I’m just sayin’….