I dunno what all y’all are doing, but I am spending more time shimmying (to music popular when I was in junior high) atop my rickety step ladder in the basement than I am painting.
For those who are curious, that would be Guns & Roses, Aerosmith, U2, and so forth. Tomorrow I might switch it up and go way back so I hear Solomon Burke’s “Cry to Me”…
For those of you curious about the other part, it’s Dragonfly by Behr paint, which is a gray-green that I hope will go well with the tile we have yet to purchase. I’m doing the cutting in, the boys can enthusiastically (or not) roller the rest. I have just enough of my Dad in me that I want to be precise so I have to keep reminding myself that:
A) I have one good, non-dominant arm and a less good dominant arm in a compression sleeve with a fun knee sock over it to protect it from paint. I cut the toe off so it’s working very well! I had PT yesterday and the gal said, “hey, you’re already warmed up and it won’t take me 15 minutes just to work you loose enough to do anything with! Can you pant before you come every time?”
B) It’s a basement. We will not be hosting the Queen.
I did renew a pool pass which I do intend to use, but as the nights here have still been in the 50s I am not ready to get into a pool for the early morning lazy river walks yet… maybe next week.
So, back to the stepladder!
And happy birthday to Mama Dean! Have a great day!
