So, in the spirit of spring, I got a mad whim to go and paint these horrendous walls. Why is it when you decide to paint you see the GAJILLION marks on the walls. Where have I been? I didn't see all of them till now, and now they stick out like crazy.
What the hell was I thinking? I HATE PAINTING. Now, 72 bucks deep into paint later, here I am working on the walls. Yes, they look better. Yes, it gives off a brighter vibe. Yes, I suppose I'll like it when they are done. There is olive green everywhere. E.V.E.R.Y.W.H.E.R.E.
Here's a peek at just 2 walls, which have taken 2 coats (so far). I only have 7 or 8 left to go. Sigh.
My daughter is also going to be in a presentation at school, where she has to be a female photographer from the 40's. She requested a feather hat, but this fascinator will do nicely, I think. I can't wait to give it to her! Excuse my grungy modeling job!