

My mother called tonight for the Hannah Claire update. Well, there wasn't any update. No news to share. We've been busy at home with a little painting project. It will get much more interesting next week when we have an artist coming to paint Hannah Claire's nursery walls.
We've put on three coats of dark gray
magnetic paint on one wall, two coats of primer on four walls, and two coats of beige color on the ceiling and four walls. Yup, that's a lot of paint.
Sedona has been locked out of the "wet paint" room and she's not happy about it. She sits outside the door wanting to be with us while we are painting with an occasional whimper.
I don't know about you, but painting a room tests a marriage. I can't believe the huge amount of paint that has been spilled, splattered, and sprayed onto the floor. We do have a huge canvas tarp that covers most of the floor, but somehow paint managed to leak through it as well as splatter on parts that the tarp isn't covering. I've heard lots of four letter words over the last four days, and I don't think any of those words were GOOD, PRAY, EASY, or NICE. We bought a powered paint roller so we (that means Kevin) wouldn't have to go up and down a tall ladder over and over to fill up the roller. In theory, this was a great idea, and one can paint faster with a powered roller. In practice, two relatively inexperienced painters don't do well with a machine that leaks and splatters paint all over the place. There was also an incident where a hose was left on for over five hours, but we won't get into that. Let's just say that I'm very glad that we're all done except for a couple of touch ups that we can finish tomorrow night. Thank goodness we have a solid floor covering in the nursery and can wipe up paint spills easily. If there were carpet in that room, it would have to be replaced for sure.
I chickened out of painting the walls pink. I was fearful of a
Pepto Bismol effect.